Wishing on a star

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A beer bottle broken upon an empty table But my friends are alright, for that I am grateful You see every day is a battle that I fight Never resting never stopping till I lose the light
The silver moon winks at us As we dance into the field of dreams. The crickets provide the melody, The birds offer their song, And the voice of the wind guides our every step. You look to the sparkling sky
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