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Why do we meet?

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Some meet to part and some, part to meet.
Perhaps we were never meant to meet
You, the sun, myself, the moon
Two kings who can never co-rule

This is a moment of truth, wrapped in pain.
This day is coming, we always knew 
Stories written in gold soon to turn old
Pieces of what we had will forever lay around

A quiet darkness, A growing distance
Perhaps some stars are meant to burn
While some meet to part and some, part to meet
Perhaps we were never meant to be.