Standing here in front of Time
Not knowing what is mine
Waiting for my turn in the line
Hoping for everything to be fine....
Looking up at the shooting star
wishing to fly away so far
to a place unknown
where happiness is only known.....
When will this dream come true
blossom like the morning dew
with brightness of the shooting star
spreading the Light very far.....
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
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