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RiRi S...


**Stars**


You see millions of them.
There so beautiful that
sometimes you may see shapes.

With less light in the city
the more stars you see.
Sit outside during the night
and look up and gaze at them.

It's so nice to sit with your
loved ones
while looking at them.
Don't sit alone have some company.

I love looking at them it makes me happy.
I look and look till I see you sitting with me.
There so bright and big.

There's so much that
you can't count how many there are.
Yet there so light
you can barely see one hanging there.

Stars are nice
so tiny like a mice.
You may think there a dice of ice.

Submitted: Monday, August 10, 2009

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