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((this is what came of me humming to myself))

I talk to the moon, when your not around. I ask it about the sun, and the stars, and when you’ll come around. It always replies, but the answer is never the same. Your always on my mind, But your mind is always on fame. Your lucky at best. You may find your dream soon, But remember I’m here, Talking to the moon.