I used to make wishes under the stars, whispering my hope that one day our paths would cross. No one could predict what we might become. This letter, and the hope I carry, is deeply rooted in my heart and mind. Every time I look at the stars, they remind me of him. No matter what I do, his presence lingers in every corner of my thoughts. Over the last five years, I've realized just how important he is to me. The wishes I once made under the stars, I have now turned into letters written beneath them.
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