The Astronaut

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Wear a locket in my name, at the nape of your neck

tomorrow I leave to the moon,

Cook me some fish, darling, fill a jar with smells of home

tomorrow I leave to the moon,

Let me watch how diamonds waltz in your eyes in the sunlight

tomorrow I leave to the moon,

Tarry a little, sleep with me in this bed of flowers

tomorrow will come too soon!

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