Like a shooting star,
I want to accept your wishes.

Like a fading paint,
I want you to make an art, again.

Like a broken heart,
I want to say I'll miss you, a lot.

Like a drying pen,
I want to write to you before I'm out of ink.

Like a dying person,
I want to kiss you before my last breath.

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