What I wish upon a star is what I've wished each time thus far,
For Love to take me once I wake
And to not leave me even on my last day.
A love so potent, poets trip on pebbles to reach their pens.
Then, a love so true those who bear witness know it too.
But if, dear Star, it cannot be,-
Then I ask you to take hold of me.
Let me live amongst the stars,
that my name be known in lover's hearts.
So they look to the sky and see,
And grant their wish the same as me.
Let my name be brilliant,
Just as my light,
The poets stumble over pebbles to write.
For if the love I want is not meant to be,
Then spread my love to those who wish upon me.
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