Hello, Shooting Star
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"Make a Wish," says he
she closes her eyes and thinks of the people surrounding her.
A warm smile makes its way to her lips as she felt soft hands entwine with hers on both sides.
Right now, everything is fine. She's not scared anymore.
The people that mattered most to her was on her side.
She open her eyes,but sees nothing.
She accepted on how fate would let her end up this way, as a price.
Hot drops of water fall from her cheeks as she tries to grin
'Its alright' she tells herself
"I wish the best of our stars for tomorrow's soon. "
Such a 'Cliché' sentence, is it?
But to her, she knew they would say
.
.
.
.
" Wish,shall be granted."
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