Star-gazer

When I was a child,
I used to be a star-gazer.
Watching stars shooting down,
I had made wishes,
which often came true.

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Now on the rooftops of coldness,
I sit,trip and smoke,
scream for the genie in the skies.

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With straight faces,
the twinkling stars,
remind me
of my childhood dreams
and my star-gazing.

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There, I see! another shooting star!
Oh! you seem to be coming to me?
Come star,
collapse like an ice-cube
in my whisky jar.


...Ellipsis