When the sky is full of stars,
With the moon shining bright,
I hope that from the window,
You will count them with me,
Hunt for constellations through clouds,
And dream of a night, we can reunite.
When the sky is full of stars,
With the moon shining bright,
I hope that from the window,
You will count them with me,
Hunt for constellations through clouds,
And dream of a night, we can reunite.
Bohotea 
Beautiful 😊
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Thank you 😊
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It’s so lovely!
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Thank you 😊
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