Superstition says that a shooting star
Grants those who see it blaze across the sky
Any kind of wish their heart requests
Without a question as to how or why
By putting a penny in a fountain
You can be destined to find your true love
Blowing the fuzz off a dandelion
Your wish of wealth can fit like a glove
We know that tossing a coin or wanting
Won’t magically bring us what we wish
However we crave or how loud we shout
We must move to arrive at the finish
And the finish is whatever we aim for
Rely not on dandelions and stars
As they’re nothing more than symbols of hope
But let's start with ourselves to gain what's ours
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Grants those who see it blaze across the sky
Any kind of wish their heart requests
Without a question as to how or why
By putting a penny in a fountain
You can be destined to find your true love
Blowing the fuzz off a dandelion
Your wish of wealth can fit like a glove
We know that tossing a coin or wanting
Won’t magically bring us what we wish
However we crave or how loud we shout
We must move to arrive at the finish
And the finish is whatever we aim for
Rely not on dandelions and stars
As they’re nothing more than symbols of hope
But let's start with ourselves to gain what's ours
What is perfection?
Is it other's opinion
or your own judgment?
I nominate ... PhotoDiction
