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Aug 2017
I know you loved looking at the stars
Sitting outside and admiring at what's ours
Shooting stats and cigarettes
I'm full of regrets

I should have come to see you
But I didn't have a clue
I know you loved looking at the stars
Sitting outside in the humid night
Where everything still felt bright

You seemed so happy I came to your side
It's still so raw inside
I look at the stars alone tonight
And I know it will eventually be alright
Because instead of looking at the stars, you're now a part of the constellations you used to describe to meΒ Β 
You're up there, finally free.

Stargazing with you means that now looking at the night sky
I don't have to say goodbye.
My pappou passed away and I miss him a lot right now
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CP  26/F/London
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