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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