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I look at the night sky and wonder
If there looking down at me?
It's a funny sort of situation
Because now I'm thinking
What am I going to have for me tea?
I'm not going to stand here
In this winter fuelled cold,
Gazing is for warm nights
You know the romantic stuff.
But the stars have always facinated me
They're a miracle for sure,
Ireckon they know more than us
On this little earthly place,
But we got to make the most of it
Even though it's full of waste.

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