It is beautiful..moons robe..at night...
Stars show how two get around it....
...........) it(fills my..
Sky...short of heaven is..always..
She...is happy..to.. share the sky...
Bamboo peaks.. around. and you..
all around me) hide(..the moon..
and shown..is) it(s robe of many colors...
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