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Look up, what do you see?
All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m. This letter Fields of poppies, little pearls All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed Each and every one a little scary I said your name I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras Dreaming of Maria Callas ... |
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