Which star are you I asked the sky
But from its self came no reply
So I was left to make a choice
And hope that you would hear my voice
As on my knees I gently prayed
That from this earth you had been saved
And all your pain lay in the past
Now that you dwell in a sky so vast
I know that’s where I’ll find your light
A cosmic gift of rare delight
That once was mine alone.
PTT
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