๐๐ผ๐ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ 'bout the shooting star that will pass by on a brittle cold night sky,
๐๐ผ๐ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ that the pouring rain won't stop unless, i'll mirthfully dance whilst waiting for the magnificent lunar rainbow to come,
๐๐ผ๐ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ that the rays of daylight are the sunshine's beaming hands saying โdon't be sad, you're not alone, come here!โ
until one day, i make a wish, i expected too much and i thought you'll be hereโthe time i needed you the most.
there's no shooting star, the crystalline droplets of rain didn't want to stop from pouring its tears and despair. there's no more orange rays of daylight to be seen.
๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ'๐ ๐ป๐ผ ๐๐ผ๐,
this time, i suddenly realized that i shouldn't believe on those magical things from the very start.
๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ๐ป'๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐
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