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Brady Smith 2/18/98                                                    Starlight Blue

Starlight blue the morning dawn, as streams fly across the nightend sky.
A dizzy spell is all that it seems, but we are lost as we loose our bearings.
A cry is heard as the day fades, and now ever warm is the night that once was so cold.
And dreams can come true with a happy smile = )