I looked up to the sky tonight,
A million stars, twinkled so bright.
Am I them, is that me,
lost in the past, wanting to be free?
And as I gazed, a sudden flash,
a streak of light, an extended dash.
A Shooting Star, bright and proud
I pointed to the sky and said out loud...
"I know who I am, now I can see,
I'm not one of them, I know that's me".
Living in the moment, that's where you are,
Not one of many, but a shooting star.
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