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Moving On
If I offer you the world,
And you treat me with disdain,
Pluck the stars from the sky,
And still you make your disgust plain.
If I pull the very moon from the void of space,
And your face makes me...
And you treat me with disdain,
Pluck the stars from the sky,
And still you make your disgust plain.
If I pull the very moon from the void of space,
And your face makes me...
