Gazing into the night sky.
Among the billions that are there.
Searching for the one shooting star.
One that sticks out.
From everyone else.
A totally unique beauty.
Maybe catching one.
Will increase my luck.
A moment to remember.
Wishing with all I have.
Weather I chose to believe.
If it will come true or not.
Witnessing a time.
Feeling pride and thrill.
Like I never did.
Recharging my energy.
After all the flaws I saw in me.
The burden I can't seem to get rid of.
I never spot one.
Who knows if I ever will.
But I am waiting for that shooting star.
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A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
