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Chapter
17
Owner
of the Sky
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There once was a child,
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Whose wish was to fly,
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To pass all night entities
in her flight.
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In one sudden blur,
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A star fell for her,
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And with that wish she owned
the night!
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Fly, fly high!
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Owner of the sky,
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Bring down a star for me.
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Capture the moon,
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And the sky's navy blue,
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In your eyes for all to see.
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"Hello lovely maid!"
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A stranger once said,
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"What I would do to
fly with you!"
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As she fin'ly did part,
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He called with a start,
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A request into the night
so blue...
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"Fly, fly high!
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Owner of the sky,
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Bring down a star for me!
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Capture the moon,
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And the sky's navy blue in
your eyes
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and take them to me."
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Oh my!
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She flies high!
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Pass on by!
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Touch the sky!
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If she only could know,
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That the moon's soft, warm
glow,
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And the stars in their rhythmic
dance of light,
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Belonged only to her,
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And were not meant to stir,
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From her dark, deep, and
silent black night.
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Fly, fly high!
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Owner of the sky,
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Keep all the stars for you.
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Hold your white moon,
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And the sky's navy blue,
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In your eyes so lovely and
true.
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- by Judith Agrathea
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