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We went to the moon and back again,
stopped off at a star for a quick field trip
held hands while dreams learned how to swim
and then we swam with them
cause when I’m with you I feel like a kid
no dress suits or cosmopolitans
I can be myself and still fit in
oh, what a wonderful thought.
I’ve addressed you in many poems
that conclude the same without an end
cause with you and I there’s no finish
just new starts to begin.