Flowing with the stars
By sam Helton
Flowing with the stars, with them I’m believing in.
Sun comes up. And they leave again.
Sun goes down. And they peek around
Control them you can’t. Even if, they look like an ant,
flowing with the stars.with them I’m believing in
I hope they never leave again
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