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I look up at the night sky,
hoping to see the same stars that always caught my eye.

The moon is all alone,
living in which it seems its own zone.

I miss the little stars that light up the gloomy night.
Without the stars, it just doesn't seem right.

Now, the only time I see them are in my dreams.
They're just as bright as the moonbeams.

I wish they were as real as they seem.
After all, they're in my colorful dreams.

More than a billion in the sky.
How did they all just go "bye"?

Twinkle, twinkle, little star...
How I wonder what where you are...

Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky...

Twinkle, twinkle, little star...
How I wonder what where you are...

crying