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Your soul floats high into the sky,
Past the heavenly stars,
And past me.
Your tears fall quietly down into the river,
They fall before me,
Quietly.
Your kindness has left me here,
I do not know what to do.
I am waiting,
waiting by the stars for your return.
I know I will not see you until my soul floats high into the skies,
Until my tears fall quietly into the river.
Until My fate has been decided.
My words come from my heart,
Just as your love came from yours.
I will be here waiting for you,
Always waiting,
Always listening.
As you watch me from the heavenly stars,
My tears drop,
but not from my eyes,
from my heart.
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