The beauty of a shooting star (journal entry)

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The beauty of a shooting star is that it shows unexpectedly.
Of all places, of all times, all I did was to look up at a cloudless sky to see a multitude of stars. How lucky am I to stare at the exact space between cluster of stars, as it glided in a graceful arc and burned in the end like the first touch of fire on a match stick.

 The beauty of a shooting star is that it cannot be captured. It can only be seen once by the eyes, and the rest by memory.

 The beauty of a shooting star is that it doesn't last long. And with all things, we appreciate something more, knowing it has to go.

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