Star - Poem by Kristian McEwen
look up at the stars what do you see?
do you see a plane old star or do you see something new?
look at all the formations of them no two are the same
do you ever wounder what it would be like if you could just reach out and grab one with your hand.
if you were able to grab one what would other people say/
would you walk around with it hanging there? or would you have it hiden?
they say stars are ment tio shine so would you let it or would you KILL it?
so make a wish apon a star and wunder who you are.
because with only one star you could have a million.
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