Aroura Colour (March 29 / Saginaw, Michigan)
There you are my little star!
How bright shall thy be?
I look about and there you are;
Twinkling brighter just for me.
Star, star; brightest to see,
Why shall you be so far?
Star, star; why can't you come to me?
Come down from upon you pearch.
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