Argh, how infuriating.
"...and wouldn't you want to become a nightingale with me?"
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"If I were to wish upon a star, I would choose you: the nightingale that flies at dawn, carrying an ember in its beak... Young Master, don't you think such a sight would appear much like a shooting star over the horizon?"
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His hand covers his lips, hiding a rueful smile, lowering his gaze.
"Then you must be my wish upon a star, Flins. There's nothing more I've ever wanted in my life than someone like you."
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There will always be a person-- who looks like a poem Earth wrote to keep you alive.
