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Jan 2021
Her love for sun I don't wan't,
She loves the warmth,
But look in it's eyes she can't,

I'm shining when it's dark,
Again, she is sleeping,
Waiting for you to wake up,

But when you do, it's late at noon,
And my beauty is gone,
For I am the moon
Written by
Felix Hackberry
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     Denys W and Khoisan
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