Between us, you were the mountain and I was the sea. I'd endlessly talk, hours on the end, pouring myself out, but never quite reaching you. At once, you'd respond with a nod or make a sound in the affirmative. I could never make out if you were really listening to me. You loved m...
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Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can’t sustain the part.
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