Shooting Star

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Look! A shooting star! Make a wish. She told me

Should I? I mean everything I ever wanted in my life is finally here.

Long ago, I wished for just a little light to help me see my way in the dark.
Yet, you came and illuminated the darkness and now I can vividly see my path.

I was even contented with my gray, colourless, boring life.
Until you came and painted my whole world, never expected it to be this ravishing.
I mean it's beautiful, and you're ravishing.

You put me into a state of dementia, your presence makes me unable to think clear. A psychedelic drug, a puff of sudden amnesia. 
I can't believe this has happened to me,
but I, 
after you came,

I feel alive.

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