Longing staring out of my bedroom window, the stars always blow me away. Having lived in the heart of the city for many years I moved to the suburbs, and finally the sky was filled with stars instead of light pollution - beautiful and inspiring.
I wished I may with all my might,
at the star I saw that night,
to see my dreams and make them shine,
with the light I feel inside.
I made a wish upon a star the other day, which never came true. But I know the problem was actually me, not the star.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful piece, as usual. =)
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