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Love
I dreamt this night upon a star
Of things which could or should by far
Things that may or might have been
If only different now than then
Sweet star what would what could be true
If by your light I follow through
What future for me shall you hold
If I let it all unfold
Little star who does shine bright
I will treasure this long night
For now that I do what must be done
You burn too hot you are the sun
