Poetry

Shooting Star

I’m sitting in a cannon
Fuse is lit and I’m the ball
I plan to touch the brightest stars
I’ll shoot beside them all
For a moment I’ll be great
Right before my fall
I’ll be someone’s wish tonight
Not just a cannon ball.

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