The city

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I drive into the city
My lover by my side
We step out the car
And up a tall building
We begin to climb
Once we reach the roof top
He says
"Darling, take my hand"

We stand atop the building
Holding each other tight
The sun goes down
The moon comes up
And we shout our love
To the night.

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