The Wishing Star

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The sun slowly dives into the horizon
And the night draws closer and closer
As one rises, the other willingly says goodbye
The sky that was once a beautiful blue blanket
Is now taken over by plain blackness
Then came the first star of the night
Peeking out its tiny little ray of light
Alone in the sky it shines bright
To all the wish makers of this special night.
Right there in the middle of the sky it stood
In plain dark emptiness with pride
Gleaming with all the rays it could
There's no need anymore for it to hide.

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