Valentin Gabriel Cristea
Our Wish - Poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
When it was getting autumn in the sky,
the stars started falling on earth.
From a big light,
that flooded the earth,
this light grew up from earth,
it became little lights
and it spreaded on plains.
Looking to these little lights,
it remains our wish
to go to stars.
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