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Aug 2013
Sitting outside the window
Looking through the rain
Looking right out the window
Sitting here on the pane

I see the sun setting
I see the clouds floating by
I see the moon coming out again
It's coming out to shine shine shine

You get the moon
And you get the sun
You see them rise
And you see them set
You see the moon
And you see the sun
You see them rise
And set again

It is the moon and the sun
Moon moon
Moon and the sun

The stars come out to play
The stars come out to shine
The stars come writing out
Their names I the night
The stars are playing with me
They are playing In the little night
I hear the stars crying out loud
The stars crying loud
I see them shouting for me
Look at this imagination
This perplexity, perplexity

And then, and then
I see the sun coming down
The moon going out
I see it shining at last
It is the moon and the sun
Moon and the sun
Moon and the sun

I saw them crying
I see the shining high at me
I see it burning the fields
I see it burning the grass
I see the sun at last
I see the moon finally
Perplexity...
This, in my opinion it's and can be a very metaphorical poem. Meanings could differ from person to person
JAK AL TARBS
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JAK AL TARBS  England
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