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Sep 2, 2005
The night slowly falls down, Miracles don’t happen In this quiet moonlight But she was looking at the stars, She believed in them; She couldn’t stop thinking about the miracles And they just happened… The window opened And the moon came in the room… It took her and began to run with the girl Mountains,forests… Everything was in front of them But the moon put her near by a star It was fantastic! And she looked at herself… She was a star too! …She was death…and they cried… But there was no pain for her… She was a star!