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Feb 2016
Stars are so high,
nevertheless they couldn't be grab by me;
Moon is so brilliant,
however I could only stare at it;
The most beautiful is you,
but I could only admire you every night.
Everyday I wait for night, just to stare at the moon;
Then ask, if you and I stare the same moon tonight.
JHT
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JHT  Dresden
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