(Summary: There are stars, which hold our troubles and dreams within its grasp. In the adam of your eyes is the love for others going away and wishing for them to come back, safe. There’d be a meteor shower meant for each other lovers sitting and imagining he/she is there, even though they are so far away. These shooting stars are wishes and hopes that may die or continue, but, forevermore, by heart, they’ll be back and never will be said as a goodbye but only until next time.)
I see the stars
Shining so brightly
I see the stars
Foretelling these hopes
Through the slits
Mirroring the shine
Feel the wishes
Flying through by
The sky is falling
With beauty at its wake
Yet chaos by far
For heroes fall too
Flying, falling
Through the sky
Are shooting stars
By and bye
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