The moon asked to golden book,
Don't follow me in the afternoon,
At that time i am sleeping,
You were bold and italic writing,
All you have golden papers,
I am milky and a night readers,
Don't ask me about, face of the moon,
I am handsome between the golden book,
And mute in the dark night page and the turn of handsome moon.
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I am milky and a night readers, Don't ask me about, face of the moon, I am handsome between the golden book, And mute in the dark night page and the turn of handsome moon. What a wonderful imagination dear poet. tony