Faraway winding roads, the path is lit by moonlight.
Clouds cover the sky, rain pours down.
The candle’s flame wavers.
Stars shine in the dark.
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But must we live in illusions, there is lots of time to make them realities
Ah but all great loves began as illusion, projections of the imagination. Do not give up, but do not remain a wall flower forever either, if that is what you are doing. You would be suprised. Perhaps the object of your affection also feels the same way about you.