As I gaze up to the stars tonight,
I wonder if you'll be alright.
The doctor says there's not much hope,
at this point it's hard to cope.
On each shooting star that comes through the sky,
I wish that there be no more tears to cry.
I wish for you to be okay,
I wish so you won't die today.
Now I think to myself as a tear forms in my eye,
there are no shooting stars tonight in the sky.
 
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