A wandering star and a lonely sky.
Star said to the sky,
Do you believe in true love?
Will you hold my heart,
If e're t'was given to you.
If you trust me with your heart said she,
Then, i'll trust thee with my love.
So she took his heart,
And he kept her love.
And when seasons smoked by,
And he burned out,
She lived happy.
Because she held his heart and he, her love.
None could part with either.
For it gave a memory of love so strong,
Not even death could fade.
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