I once wrote this for a girl I could never have as my own, and I've
decided to place it here even though I've long since moved on

We walked
On the road of stars
As each jewel shone its light from above.

And each
Of the signs we passed;
The story of one who walked before.

And we
Passed by the river
That seperates dreams and shadow.

Still there
Is the road of stars
Where we walk together each night.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Midautumn, in the year 92 MA.