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Heavens High

Falling down on top of me
Shining speckles in my eyes
Glimmering dots of happiness
Always a pleasant surprise
Singing a silent melody
Parading their glistening light
Dancing around the moon
As I watch these stars in flight
Opening up my imagination
Suppressing all of my sadness
Feelings I have never felt before
Such a feeling of gladness
Falling down like flakes of snow
Just dropping from way up high
These stars display where heavens is made
To see it I just look to the sky

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