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I see a shooting star,
one, two, three more go by,
I know you would see them too,
but, you're blinded by light.
The star that I gaze at,
can never be seen by you,
no connection can be made, together,
no moment can be had, as one.
This is the truth, not only in the sky,
but in life,
because I know,
that we can never be.
-daniel Wade
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