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A few days after my death a new star stood next to the fairly new star George. With tears flooding her eyes, Elsie blew a kiss at the star shining next to George and named it Ringo.

Finally we were together. And there was no pain surrounding us.

And maybe, just maybe, that was fine.

Because my starboy was next to him.

And Ringo's starboy was right here.

Side by side, never to be apart ever again.

The End

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