A Myth of Mine

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See those stars,
Those shining stars,
Aligned from a different angle.

One that shines the most as it moves away from space, and the other so distant—alone. Under my periphery, I see him leaving me to a distant star that he alone can travel in time. While I, stuck on the same horizon beneath the northern space, I stay. Hoping to have entered a neverland, with my own version of our story. Both that shines, in different glow, with the same phase of appearing collision.

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