THE ART OF DESTINY
The Star keeps chasing the Moon,
while the Moon longs for the Sun.
The Sun’s fire burns the Moon mercilessly,
and the heat of that wounded Moon
falls upon the star, crushing it in silence.
And somewhere, in a room darker than the night,
Destiny writes this story with an unforgiving hand—
a story where the brightest light of Love
still cannot erase the darkness.
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