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Look at me in the eyes tell me
We are thinking
Tell me
There are clouds of sugar
Life sweetened
Your lips can touch them
And tomorrow
The awakening will be
A poem
Wrote with stars
You speak
A planet of smiles
Born for you
My child
Look at me in the eyes tell me
That is what we will do tomorrow
Tell me
Navigate the sky would be a good idea
And the moon to visit
And tomorrow
The awakening will be
A poem
Wrote with stars
You speak
A planet of smiles
Born for you
My child
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