some nights he would sit with her
under the skies, staring at the stars.
she would get lost in moments
and he could never make out,
if she was gazing at the stars
or the stars were gazing at her.
some nights he would sit with her
under the skies, staring at the stars.
she would get lost in moments
and he could never make out,
if she was gazing at the stars
or the stars were gazing at her.
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