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The stream of stars overhead,

Recounts our past times,

Yet, heedless we are!

O, how I wish you were here,

Or me over there,

But Fate is a hidden book.

Feel not bad my dear "Poetess".

Times will surely change,

And we will have a grand time.

Together, you, me and the nights,

Beneath stars above,

And a fragrant garden around.

Eyes speaking to each other,

Yours and mine....locked....

Till love draws us still closer.