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A March Towards Moon

Was this love whom I adored?
Was this love that you promised to me?
With sighs and sobs it was I,
Who suffereed so much, O my dearest Love!
Cut down by the cruelties of world-
Battered by the endless battles of societies-
It was I
Who Without care, Without knowledge embraced to You, Accepted You always!
You, who were so sweeter to me,
You, the nightangle of my Nights,
You, the mizzle of my Mornings.
But Alas, it was fad, A false Tale!
I was batrayed boundlessly, My love!
I was torn tremendously,
I was tortured terribly,
Isn't so?
It is-
A love sweet like rose burned down!
Descended into Dusts,
Then ascended into Ashes!
I smilingly set off-
A March towards Moon with melancholy, Forever!
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