Quiet Starfall
Whispers of wishes, flying dreams lost in the night sky.
By Nasser MahmoudPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Vidar Nordli-Mathisen on Unsplash
Star falls, streaking bright,
Nighttime calm split open,
Gone before the wish.
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