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The Moon and Her

I don't know,

Who to look at,

Tonight when she arrives,

Turning around the corner,

With a skip in her step,

And hair flying all over,

As she sees the moon onset,

There's a child like smile,

As if she saw it for the first time,

Oh, I'm holding my breath,

To see her smile and shine,

As she turns around,

And looks at me,

Looking her way,

She laughs and points at the moon,

Tell me how do I look away?


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