When the stars appear, you won't be here.
I can't help but think that it really was meant to be.
You were meant to lose me.
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PoetryWhen I stopped minding other people and focused on what was mine, I was able to make sand castles out of the sands of time. ⏳
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When the stars appear, you won't be here.
I can't help but think that it really was meant to be.
You were meant to lose me.
