My love
My heart yearns for a fantasy
One of flower fields and dancing
One with you by my side
But reality has mercy for no one
My wings shall keep me locked in
My cloudy tower
While you are far below me
Far out of my reach
My north star
You are just as fantasy
So rich and utterly gorgeous
But I may never reach you
But fret not my love
I shall make my fantasy
Your reality
I shall tear my own feathers
Bit by bit
And fall from the heavens
In your arms I will land
Fate may try kept us at bay
But my north star
Not even the strings of time
Shall ruin our union
Nothing
Shall kept our other half at bay
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