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Aug 2016
The Moon,
That's what shines
Down each night
When I think about you.
The Moon beacon
Acts as a guiding light.
Stopping me,
From Jumping down
The rabbit hole
And hugging
The corpse left
Sleeping under
the Orange Tree.
Written by
Kale  🇧🇸 🇯🇲
(🇧🇸 🇯🇲)   
   Pradip Chattopadhyay and SPT
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