When I look into your eyes, it’s like watching the night sky or a beautiful sunrise. There’s so much they hold. And just like them old stars, I see that you’ve come so far to be right where you are. How old is your soul?
I won’t give up on us, even if the skies get rough. I’m giving you all my…
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