I don't want to be close to you I used to think you were the sun Holding me in your orbit Keeping a solar system in balance But I don't think so any more I know now you are a shooting star Falling into my atmosphere Moving so fast But burning to nothing Very little chance you will land I look outward into the night sky To the vast possibilities it holds Nebulas, galaxies I
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