Stars

Jayleen Nunez, Staff Writer

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Every night I go outside and look at the stars

I hope that I can see you in the constellations

I remember that we would sneak out

And go to the park 

I would draw the sky on your back 

And you would put the moon on my head 

But tonight I go to outside 

And I don’t see you

I just see the stars 

And the little pictures they leave

Every night I go outside and look at the stars 

But this time I hope I don’t see you