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The answer is much closer than you'd ever believe. It's right out your window, and it's up your sleeve. Listen. You see, love is a lot like the stars. It doesn't matter who or where you are. 
But you see my dear, there is  a trick.

Look along the skyline, gaze at the gleaming stars. But careful not too look to quickly, you might just lose who you are.You never can quite tell where the city lights end and the stars begin. But sometimes, you have to stay long enough to find out. That my dear friend, is what love is about.