shooting star

November 16, 2016
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I look up. The sky dims.  
White dots twinkle. It’s breathtaking 
Seeing one fly is my dream. 
Now it’s midnight. I am hopeless.
A bright flash, dreams come true.
It blinked red, only a plane

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