You’ll find me waiting patiently,
eyes searching the dark shadows
for your figure to appear before me.
Fortune has led to this moment
when our luck was at its lowest,
but now greatness lies ahead.
At the stroke of midnight
we’ll disappear into the stars
to dance our way to the milky-way.
Our woes and problems will shed
the very contours of our beings
as we ascend.
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