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It's the same moon,
It's the same moon.
It's the same moon that makes my body tingle.
It's my moon,
It's your moon,
It's the same moon.

It's growing bigger and bigger
With every breath that takes place.
And it won't explode,
And it won't fade away:
It shall remain until my last carbon is perished
Or more.

It's the same moon.
But it's so far away.