I saw another shooting star last night. The colors illuminated from orange, red, then to blue. The tail cascaded like a ribbon, tying my wish to you. Like the red string around our fingers, connecting us forever; a bond you cannot see, but one you can certainly feel. They do say, after all, that what may be invisible to the eye, may be almost blinding for the heart. This is what such omens mean to me. I hope they mean the same thing to you too.
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