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You’re not the star I said you were,

You’re the comet which shines brighter than anything else.

You’re not constant like the star,

But, a moving celestial object full of stardust and magic.

Moving away from the sun but coming back for me again.

Then we’ll collide and create a whole new universe for us.

Till then, the trail you’re leaving behind will remind me of the days long and unending and the nights short and unforgettable.


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