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A lonely star,
And its lonely moon.
Cursed forever,
By a lifeless boon.

The star wanted to share,
His pain, his sorrow.
The old moon was afraid,
If he would live tomorrow.

They have been sharing,
A bond profound.
They scream, they cry,
But make no sound.

Then comes the day,
The Sun shines high.
The star and its moon,
Lost, in a corner of the sky...

      

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