Night skies filled with hope,
Come hang me by a rope.
I am a simple lover,
And by far I am no fighter.
I make simple wishes in my heart,
And I’ll never understand your art.
I don’t know why night must be dark,
But in me you have left your mark.
I make wishes upon your skies.
Silently I tell no lies.
I make a wish upon your star,
Its hope has brought me far.
And I will go just far so far,
I’ll keep wishing, upon a star.
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