To Be A Star

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These thoughts come to me every night,
While I'm looking up at the sky,
Each time I wish I were a star,
Up so high and away so far.

So maybe I could fly away,
Walk amongst the stars someday,
Reach the yellow wax of moon,
Make a home in night's dark blue.

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