How High Is The Brightest Star?

How high is the brightest star,
The one that I can wish upon?
May it not be so high,
Beyond my grasp, out of touch.

Shall my arms extend out,
Infinitely long with no end.
Do not tie these arms,
Bind them behind my back.

Shall my voice echo forever,
Reverberating in harmony with my heart.
Do not tape my mouth,
Silence not these lips of mine.

Shall my imagination run wild,
Creating visions of joy and happiness.
Do not remove these books,
Clogging my lifeblood of knowledge.






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