Take a page from my life,

Any page,

You will find yourself there,

Paragraph, sentence, chapter or footnote,

It matters not,

Know only that my world,

Is constantly caressed and enhanced by yours,

The script I follow,

Though written in the stars,

Has your name,

Woven in golden thread,

Upon the coarse fabric of my existence,

The parts we play,

Are not bound solely by our own actions,

They require direction,

And a cast of infinite variety to allow any individual to shine,

If I shine

I merely reflect the light of those that surround me,

Together,

With hearts and minds and souls entwined

We may burn brighter,

Than all the stars in heavens.

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