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Star Dust

someone is singing ~ love
I don't care! 
shines bright with a stare
and the notes that are full ~ fall out of place
try not too tell the moon~ all at once
I don't want the blue moon ~ spun the notes ~ that have run out of time 
shooting stars ~ last all night.

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