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Nov 2024
The sky doesn't smile today.
It has the imperfectly carved moon.
A bright lit hollow upon our heads
Lightening the earth like a
Lone in dark street light.
Sometimes what I think when I see moonlight.
Written by
Nahin  21/M
(21/M)   
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