There's a moon playing with the night
The Moon was in the sky round the light
Illuminating sky weather
Weather didn't break the promise
There's a moon, not feel lonely
Holding sleepiness while idly alone
And there's a month playing with the moon
The Moon was born the day
Day so hours, hours become minutes
Minutes seconds back
There were born each month
(2013)
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