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3d
No matter how brightly the stars shine
They can never outshine the moon's silvery glow
Yet no matter how long the moon shine,
She'll never have her own light
Under the silent veil of the night
Echoed with the songs of the waves
So freely as they flow
Over this wilted love inside my grave
Drunk from my own wine
Aching for a tale that never intertwined
In the memory of that girl whose name I shall not disclose
Written by
Hilbert Nongthombam
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