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There was a time when I looked at the moon.
I knew you were looking too.
I talked to the moon and it carried my voice over the years.
I now know how I was able to hold on.
It's because you were talking to the moon.
We carried each other through by searching the night sky for love.
We used to be kids and we lost each other.
Light years could not keep us apart.
Now we look at the moon together.