Rocket

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how long will you stare at the sky

dreaming to fly to the stars so high

come on, let us build a rocket

I see you want it by the way you move your hands out of your pockets

for a long time this has been your dream

I can tell by how your gaze looks like a gold beam

let's make this dream come true together

then we will admire the stars forever

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