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By the light of the moon
I gazed at your face

It was the middle of June or maybe in may

I looked at you
and you looked away

Like in a flower in bloom on a cold summer day By the light of the moon I gazed at your face It was the middle of June or maybe in may I looked at you and you looked away Like in a flower in bloom on a cold summer day
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