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Falling Stars
Where do falling stars land
That never got to shine?
Where is it that they end up
To spend their lotted time?
Where do all the songs go
That never got to sing?
The novel someone never wrote
The dream that someone dreamed
Where have all the words gone
The ones no one will hear?
Those that skillfully were rhymed
And meant to bring a tear
Could there be a place somewhere
That falling stars can cry?
And dream of what just might have been
Had fate not past them by
Now the world may never know
Their talents or their names
Like that Olympic hopeful
Who by seconds missed the games
And that musician who would play
To walls within his home.
Imagining the crowds that should
Have heard and should have known
The orator that lay awake
At night to form her speech
Knowing somewhere in her heart
It’s all outside her reach
I wonder where they all might lie
Is there left the slightest glow?
Somewhere in forgotten land
Where falling stars must go
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