A shooting star, searching for, a sky to fall in;
Heaven sent, hell bent, to blaze a trail between;
Can't make it, can't break it, it can only switch;
In the blink of an eye, a star will die, to live upon a wish.

A granted wish, all to quick, is taken for granted;
A terrestrial life, a family a wife, everything connected;
Don't miss it, don't waste it, it's a miracle;
A fleeting moment, if truly lived, becomes celestial.

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So thank the stars above, a galaxy of love;
We're all fragments of a single soul;
The vast sparkling sky, a wee tinkle in the eye;
Reflections off a cosmic mirror ball.

A constellation, of imagination, it takes a mortal's sight;
To join up the dot, tracing pictures and plots, between the dark and light;
A shared story, a legacy, as we're born and die;
From the primal fire, the sparks fly higher, into the night sky.

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