Wishing upon a star by Pedro Lucena
Is there no space to keep quiet?
I keep pondering, looking for more since it started
Aren't you the ultimatum?
So I can bounce off and shoot high above
Where is my love?
My guarded protection against the rush
The witness; I must hide for much
Take me as I am
Uncorked and breathing slowly
I can't collide to hold them strongly
Slipping through nervously, lonely
Not hiding but abiding
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