Star

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Every evening I sit by the window
With coffee in my hand
Watching the sky melt into ink blue
And very soon I see you
My little star
I talk to you until my teeth fall out
Then I sleep
And you go to a land I don't know
Or another house
Where there's another girl
Whose waiting for you

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