aim high, aim high, aim to tug the stars right out the sky and eat them for breakfast at the breakfast table,so that i am able to glow and grow (not sideways tho!!) till my skin shimmers and shine and bois in their head sigh "i wish she were mine" and then, then i think i'd turn pretty shades of pink as blushes crept up my face till not a trace of me could be seen cause i was gone, chasing my dreams...
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