The stars are falling
like arrows shot by Cupid,
hitting the wishers as they think,
each one lets out a scream.

And the sky has dimmed to black.
Don’t look up, it’s a hopeless sight.
But on the ground there are starlights,
lighting a way through the pain.

Sometimes the solution
isn’t up in the stars,
rather in our hearts!

GREG RAKOZY RAKICEVIC NENAD
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