but even all the galaxies couldn't untangle how starcrossed we are; I’m left with unresolved dreams at twilight. when i see a shooting star, i wonder if it's an angel who has fallen or an angel who has found their calling.

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a four leaf clover who possesses an obsession with brown eyes. a mermaid, the first flower to peak through the soil, a lady who blooms with the springtime. a magnetic personality and a terrible siren.