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May 2018
I saw the moon standing alone
No star near to give company or atone
Moon felt too lonely
Soon clouds gathered around it badly
Moon had to hid
And from loneliness, it wanted to get rid
Rain drops began to pour
Tears of moon ready to sore
Moon sobbed, until it became tired
Went to sleep
And the sun was ready to peep
Written by
Uma natarajan
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