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;the first time i saw your eyes i thought i had found a dark sky full of stars.

the last time our eyes met i felt every star dying, every cloud disappearing.

the moon crying tears of pain and the sun singing a sad song.

we are eternity, you used to say.

so when did ours turn into a dying love?

jk.

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