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Thank you for coming and sharing my day.
Hope comes from loving, and loving from friends.
After you leave, I'll be left with the stars,*
Near stunned by the grace with which such a day ends.
Know that your presence helps fashion my way.
You are the fields on which my life depends,
Opening vistas no heart can convey,
Unloosing sweet music that now will be ours.
*If sent after the party:
After you left, I was left with the stars,
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