I looked out my bedroom window in search of a star to wish on. The street lights blinded out the night sky, I couldn't see anything except for the part right underneath the streetsign. So, I guess there is no hope of us wishing on the same star tonight, not that you wish on stars anyway. But maybe you were thinking about me tonight, just maybe,
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