Satellite
Orbitting around your life,
always out of reach,
but you can see it fly,
streaking across night sky
Always at night,
wrestle with your emotion,
with all your might
What is wrong?
What is right?
Every night awaking,
wondering why?
Imagination seeking.
That satellite streaking
across the night sky
This starry night,
emotions you must fight,
can you see the flight?
of streaking satellite?
This satellite of a kind
is your state of mind,
the things you want to find
The things you want to be,
the things that make you free,
the things you want to see,
the things that matter to me
This satellite is hard to see,
streaking across starry sky,
but I want it to be me,
for I want to fly
in dark night sky
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