For every flaming star that glows
A love is born and swiftly grows.
For every sun that fades out
A love finds trouble all about.
For every tear a cloud doth shed
Another love fades dead.
And yet, for every mountain high
A love is born that will not die.
Oh so few! They linger still
To show the world their stronger will.
And for every day the planets go round
A special kind of friend is found.
One that lasts until eternity
Letting you be you and me be me!
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