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Sky-line Story
Sky-line Story
It was bright and clear
Whether sky cloudy or clear
When it moved through sky
Other stars felt lost and shy
They murmured
Twinkle, twinkle little star
But it was their envy
The shooting star
The gentle humble shooting star
Skyline was the star
One night it shot itself within
Before skyline, dead was the star
Thus tumbled the skyline glory
Dark-sky trembled with tragic story
It was bright and clear
Whether sky cloudy or clear
When it moved through sky
Other stars felt lost and shy
They murmured
Twinkle, twinkle little star
But it was their envy
The shooting star
The gentle humble shooting star
Skyline was the star
One night it shot itself within
Before skyline, dead was the star
Thus tumbled the skyline glory
Dark-sky trembled with tragic story
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Sky-line Story
Sky-line Story