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Trace the moon
Fingertips to the window
Stars slowly disappears
As the sun brings tomorrow
Long road ahead
What is it to bring
This was a fork in the road
Not some summer fling
On the road with your friends
Staring at the disappearing stars
Having last hours of fun
Before uniting two hearts
Till then it’s a dream
Of what tomorrow brings