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Aug 2019
Found in Sir Lanka
Through the darkness of the wild
On a cold mist night
To the sound of humming birds
Beholds the Queen of the night
As clock strikes ten
She starts to bloom
bloom to the light
Light of the full moon
White yellow petals
Pleasant flower scent
She won't be there at noon
She withers away at the break of dawn
She's the flower of the moon
Written by
S Jasilyn Dorr
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