stajyer stajyer Biography

The moonlight dances on the sea,
A silver song of mystery.
Soft waves whisper to the shore,
Tales of love and days of yore.
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The wind it sings, so soft, so free,
A fleeting voice through the endless sea.
It dances light on golden waves,
And whispers low in hidden caves.
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The river sings, the mountains sigh,
Beneath the ever-changing sky.
The leaves that danced in golden light,
Now fade into the arms of night.
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