Another time
Everything is alright.
You are right here.
Right next to me.
Holding my hand.
Walking among the stars.
Each one glowing bright.
But not as bright as you.
For you my dear are the brightest star of them all.
Glowing brighter than the sun.
Run along.
Leave me behind.
Leave our hearts intertwined.
For i have to go.
But maybe we shall meet,
Another time.
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