Two stars born on the very same night,
one chases dawn, one loves moonlight.
Two voices singing different songs,
one soft and steady, one wild and strong.
Four hands to hold with the very same heart,
their eyes look away, yet can't keep apart.
One walks through the fire, one dances in the rain,
yet both can feel the other's laughter and pain.
Not a mirror, nor a shadow, but an invisible string
that will forever hold them tight, whatever life may bring.
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