Come, Hold My Hand ,
On The Dome of a Riuned Building.
When Even The Luna is Not Complete,
Let thou Complete me.
Come, Settle Your Head on My Shoulder now,
Make this Figment a Reality now.
Come, Point your Finger towards the Falling star,
Proclaim thou fell for me the same way.
Come, When the Stars hid their faces,
Behind the Dark Clouds
Let your face Blush,
As most Awaited Dream Came True.
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