In the night, they're pinprick holes, Little windows into souls. Pick a star, any star, And my love, it shall be ours. The brighter the star, the greater the love, So gaze into the sky above. My darling lover think of me, Every time our star you see. Picture me right there with you, I'll be dreaming of that too.Birth sign: Not entered
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