We grasp at these instances, ephemeral and shy,
Wishing to hold them close, under the endless sky.
But like the stars that twinkle in the night's embrace,
They leave behind a light, in the darkness, a trace.
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We grasp at these instances, ephemeral and shy,
Wishing to hold them close, under the endless sky.
But like the stars that twinkle in the night's embrace,
They leave behind a light, in the darkness, a trace.