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Gazing at Stars
She seemed a mite out of breath
a tad tipsy
in her little black dress
head on my shoulder
her sweetness
tugging at my heart
The moon's getting closer, she said
and I've been counting stars all night
Do you think there are people up there
living and loving
and dying in each other's arms
People just like us
only far, far away
Who knows, I said
Maybe one day we'll get to find out
but the way the world is right now
I'm just glad
that we're alone
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