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Parallel Stars
What has the ages done to us
But let us fall out of place from the skies?
Through the millenia, I have been spinning whilst gazing
Across the Milk Way, to where you spire in your own axis
The dread, the minute possibility, of the chance I have
As the years permit to spin me closer and closer to you
If another will decides that I lose my cycle and become a supernova
But, though chances are cruel for us who cannot break free
A time may tell that I may be able to burn beside you
But let us fall out of place from the skies?
Through the millenia, I have been spinning whilst gazing
Across the Milk Way, to where you spire in your own axis
The dread, the minute possibility, of the chance I have
As the years permit to spin me closer and closer to you
If another will decides that I lose my cycle and become a supernova
But, though chances are cruel for us who cannot break free
A time may tell that I may be able to burn beside you
Published 10th Mar 2010
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4th Oct 2011 3:29am
this is excellent. i love the story line and the ending was an amazing end.
