Blue Moonshine

I never got to love the girl she spreads wide her rainbow net where the sky plunges on crystal river tides swell to hide her shame ebb to fill her bag of catch I never got to love the girl her hairs in the wind my dreams spawn a flower rising from the riverbed she grants a love in my head spreads wide her rainbow net thru the long night of blue moonshine her frock fills up with sparkling life I never got to love the girl could no way be the right match.

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pradip-chattopadhyay

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