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Little Star

I am a little star I am dead in the morning And I am alive at night Cause I am miracle of light I am always miracle I have fired the moons And the suns That were in the sky And which were You probably watching For fireworks The hard rocks Forgive me They are dangerous astronauts Far from the earth Cold and dry

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