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Every night
i look up at
the night sky,
the stars twinkling,
the moon shining bright.
As if they're
smiling at me,
telling me
to sleep
and dream.
With the promise
of another day,
a better day,
of Hope,
of Wishes,
of Dreams.
That maybe,
just maybe,
tomorrow,
they'll grant me
my Wish.
a.a. |