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ZT Jul 2015
To me you’re a star
And I am just but a gazer
Though our distance is too far
Every night I utter a prayer

Come a day where I can see
Well, actually night probably
Where you and I will be
Together happily

So I continue to watch you gleefully
Maybe there come a time you’ll fall for me
Maybe then hopefully
There will be a you and me

Even the stars fall.

But then again I realize
The things that fall from the sky are not stars
Just meteorites.
So basically you can’t be mine unless
The end of the world is coming
And real stars are falling

But until then I continue
To gaze at my star that is *you

— The End —