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There's a space between each atom
A gap that nothing can ever repair
Stars carefully keep their distance
Clouds stand proud up in the air
There was no distance for us
Till ambition swelled so high
Our bodies knew no aloofness
Entwined across endless sky
Grand notions tugged you free
I could not offer you enough
You wanted life-style and fame
Glory and al...
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