Our Earth is a wish a star made,
A long, long time ago.
Star travelled throughout space to find
A place where wish could grow.
The Sun took pity on the star
And gave it warmth and love
And told the Earth when it was sad
To simply look above
For Sun would always light the way,
No need to be afraid,
For it was also once a wish
That someone else had made.
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