Through my Fingers

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I watched as he slipped from my grasp. Much like the sun and moon, we were never destined to be together. Coming together for a moment and separating for unbearable lengths of time. He was a glimmer in the night, shining beautifully, but never for me to touch. He was never meant to be mine, and deep down, I knew that I could never be his.

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