Love's Labours Lost
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David Wood
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I look up at the lonely stars
Wishing you were here,
The same stars you look at.
I look up at the moon shining down
Those same moonbeams you see,
And wish you were here.
I walk the nighttime streets alone
Wishing you were here next to me,
But you are not, and I am lost.
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