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Artistblack and white image of an empty bed on a dark stage, A man is sitting on the bed in his pajamas, looking up to the ceiling with a depressed expression, no audience, lonely in a single spot light, singing a melancholic song, 1950 hollywood style
I reach out to touch the stars at night,
With hands outstretched, they gleam so bright.
In whispered dreams, I chase their glow,
Through fields of silver, where wishes flow.
The moonlight dances on a velvet sea,
An ocean of wonder calling to me.
Each twinkling light, a story untold,
Of ancient tales and hearts of gold.
I long to soar on wings of dreams,
To touch the heavens where starlight beams.
With every breath, I feel their call,
A symphony sung in the night so tall.
The breeze it carries soft serenades,
Of distant worlds where beauty never fades.
In every glance, a spark ignites,
As I reach out to touch the stars at night.
So, let me wander through the vast expanse,
In the quiet of darkness, I take my chance.
For in the cosmos, I find my way,
To touch the stars and forever stay.
