There you are, a tiny light, peering through, the powerful night, I wish that I, were flying high, a sparkling dust, sprinkled on the sky. Every where for the world to see, praising me, wishing they could me, a beautiful me, shining brightly. I wish I was a star, shining high up in the sky, I wish that I were flying high, To be loved, and beheld, by the human eye.
Reason for writing:
WE ALL HAVE AMBITIONS. . . DON'T WE?
Birth sign: Libra
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