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Shooting Star
Shining star, once bright now dim,
Falling to the world's wide rim.
By Father Time you're called to earth,
Before returning to your place of birth.
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On Eastern Island oceans dwell,
Watching sky and waters swell.
Fireberries are consumed.
At dawn or dusk or even noon.
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Then comes return to skies above,
Forsaking sea and earthly love.
In the sky you shine once more,
Until you pass through Aslan's door.