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Xing, xing, in the sky,
Lingering, lingering, never to die.
Birds of a feather, their song so sweet,
To give us joy, our hearts to greet.
Rising up, way up high,
The beauty of the sky, so hard to deny.
As the sun sets, the stars do come out,
A reminder of what life’s all about.
Softly, softly, they start to twinkle,
The night is alive, a moment to tinkle.
The colors of the stars, so bright and true,
A reminder of the beauty that we never knew.
On and on, they keep on shining,
The beauty of the night, never ceasing.
The night is dark, but stars are glowing,
A reminder of what we should be knowing.
Peace and harmony, a reminder of what’s right,
And the stars, they keep twinkling, through the night.
