IV. Wishing On Stars

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Rewinding back to the time where we sat on the cold sand
In somewhere we only know
I remember wanting to hold your hands
But prides; egos wanting me to stop
I listened to them

So that night,
I wished on falling stars
"Make me brave enough, please"

We both were sitting in silence
But I was begging on my knees to the stars
Wishing us to be what us today

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