Stars twinkle in the sky
Shinning bright ever so high
Some soaring leaving a streak
Some wide awake just gleaming with gleem
Making shapes of what's already there
Just like Vincent Van Gogh
I love to look up there
The dark sky with shiny lights
The wishes that are casting amongst the sky
I wish I could look down from that high
Do the stars look at us and
Question why
we make life difficult when we could make peace
and shine like the stars
Except for the children that grow up and get the shine taken out of them and turn to zombies working behind a desk
Who no longer look at the beautiful night sky
Hope is what we need we all want magic
But when it comes to the closest thing to magic
The midnight sky we block it out and move on with our lives
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