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I opened my window at midnight to see the beautiful stars.The last time i studied stars was when i was 9yrs. I started studying them and observing closely that some stars are more brighter than others.My late uncle once told me that, every human has a star.I searched for my star and later found one, very bright he was. Pointing straight to me.I also observed that he wasn't surrounded by other stars.He was standing alone.Then, i heard a tender voice telling me to make a wish.A WISH.OH! A WISH. My star, i wish to make a wish.I wish....wish...that.. I Wish.
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