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My Star Who Went Home

It is sometimes tiring to only have darkness as your own comfort and happiness In the dark where we can hide The gloomy secrets that lies In a windy silent midnight I met my star like a knight Under the stars he shines so bright It feels like the moon is not as bright as his light It was the same night where I want everything to end Seems like this loneliness is my friend But he came and gave […]

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