Would it
not be
wonderful, there
may come
a time,
The person
by our
side would
tell us
of stories
we knew,
Of the
starry sky,
How each
time we'd
wish upon
one star,
among many,
and the
person by
our side
are wishing
upon the
same star.
Call it
fate, if
not, destiny.
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