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Starraline
As she was dancing in my life,
She drew a line into the night,
Up in the air her finger moved
Like she was drawing in my mood.

As fast her lovely finger went,
That fast I felt my inner sense,
To all what's ever been with me
To all I've ever disagreed.

Her finger reached and touched my heart
And tears appeared within my eyes,
She wiped the tears and kissed my lips,
That very day I start to live.




 
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