You can never be my sunrise,

I can never be your sunset;

I am not amongst the stars,

You can never be my moon;

The universe can’t conspire,

Nothing’s written on the wall;

We write our own story,

Then take different paths,

The sky takes another colour,

World wears a new weather.

And until it’s time,

We blame it on each other.

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