The Moon At Night Poem by Prativa Dey

The moon
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The country is clouded
Who is looking for the release of the Ranga Moon
The stars shine like the sky
But if the sun gives it life,
No one gets, no one gets
Some are less than others,
Yet everyone's sassy,
Come and run, Night
How much is it worth yet
Blessing goes with the party
Light on earth,
He has such a partner
With
It may be at the base
Of miniature
Yet this gives him something
Pride.