Nighttime Spheres

In the heavens
They hang by twine
Untouched by human hands
Only human minds

When one cord breaks
And they fall to earth
Instead of morning
Wish for rebirth

Humans often repeat
‘I wish I may, I wish I might’
On and on
throughout the night

Burning forever
Like a indefinite cigar
These nighttime spheres
Are also called stars





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