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Nineteen, ninety nine. 
A wondrous shooting star, I seen,
On a cold, dark winter night,
The year was nineteen, ninety nine,
The sky was clear and bright,
They say it speaks of change to come,
For those who catch this sight,
I watched in awe, the splendour,
As it trailed its tail of light,
I wondered if my life would change,
For better or for worse,
Would I receive some blessings?
Would I be sent a curse?
Or maybe life would carry on,
Routinely, just the same,
A day to day existence,
Content to play the game,
The changes came as prophesised,
The wondrous gift was mine,
For love came with the comet,
In nineteen, ninety nine.
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