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Look at the stars

Shining in the night sky

I said it was for the dead

That don't have anyone to remember them

That every time someone looks up

They see what they don't understand

And, yet, they love it as it is.

You told me a whole other story

The story of the sky

When it misses it's sun

How the only thing

That keeps it up

Is the light of the stars.

I loved that, I knew I could believe it

But then you asked me

Where my sun disappeared

And if you could be

The light of the stars

Till it returns

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