Shooting Star

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The sky lights up as one, single star shoots across the misty never ending darkness. The moment has come. The one where you wish he will look at you. Even if it was just a glance. Maybe a smile. Or to really get your hopes up; a "hello." Maybe strike up a conversation where you don't completely embarrass yourself. Or make the situation awkward when your cheeks become as red as a tomato. You would practically melt in your shoes for an exchange of phone numbers.

All this and more is put on the tips of that falling star. The one plummeting to its end. But one can hope. Right?

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