My Dear
"My dear, my dear,
Where have you gone?
You left notes out of our song.
When I see you next,
Hold me tight.
Like you used to all night.
For we are lost,
Oblivion in which we stole.
We seem to have found different black holes.
Float to me,
Across the sky.
Crying in the wind with your sigh.
Higher than high,
Come back to the moon.
My dear, oh love.
For you were the key
The very note to my song.
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