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were only there one star left shining one wish and I the first to see the last to know would not for once a wealth imagine or more than years already passed would not for fame I trade misfortune or take from thee these fathers still to shine would ask no more than that which I can never know for sure that you would know before your road was ended the world revealed in me was first a flame within your eyes reflection of all I could be (becoming) I saw myself as you could only see (saw you as only I) I wish (and then) would places be revealed where I could hide the truth words could be persuaded to be much more than words would tell you everything (you seek to know) resolved in beauty (was fault her wonder) the sorrow of goodbye the mystery our hello would not for me a star be lost nor faint for light I never made but for tomorrow's sun you might be waiting (still) I'd make a wish and (gladly) take his place
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