Space For Two
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That I should fly
On your tailcoat high
Past the moon, where the shooting stars land
Beyond the crest
Of rainbows, blessed
Afloat, with tight hold of your hand
Where comets come drifting
Our spirits uplifting
From cradle to grave, still exploring
The promise of planets
The hopes of our parents
Cosmic comedy, of you, still adoring...
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