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In a corner of the world, under the same sky,
two wandering souls cross their longing.
Destined to meet, like shining stars,
In the vast universe, where dreams distil.
They walk alone, but they are not lost,
For the echo of love nestles in their voices.
They seek each other in their laughter, in their old tears,
in whispers of wind that reflect their essence.
Though the rivers flow and the mountains rise,
the bond that unites them is a thread that will not break.
From a thousand past lives they carry in their breast
the deep certainty of a love that is very much made.