Halfway There.
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The way to the stars is precarious.
Not many find love.
But when fate draws and beckons, various
Pathways emerge. Above
The clatter and din of daily affairs
There is heard a small
Voice of future hope, someone starts to care
Sees us as adorable.
If we love what they show we're halfway there.
Treasure this needing.
Assess it, and know what it is that's rare.
Hold it in esteem.
Any love that calls forth wish for sharing
A dream, being halfway,
Impels us to take every bearing
So we must not delay
In reaching our star's gate.
Love will be waiting.
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