The Romantic

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I'm a romantic,
I hopeless one at that.
Always wondering when my great love will arrive
and also dreading it
because with love comes light and with light comes darkness.
One day, when i felt so dark,
I found myself gazing at the stars.
I turned my head and say a flash of blue light dash across the night sky.
As I have been told,
you always wish upon a shooting star.

Can you guess what i wished for?

And so the once hopeless romantic becomes
just the romantic.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 28, 2020 ⏰

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