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Tell the night I have a moon prettier than its When the sun shines It moon falls And mine As an old wine Spreads its aroma Facing the sun.
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
Moon Of Mine
Tell the night I have a moon prettier than its When the sun shines It moon falls And mine As an old wine Spreads its aroma Facing the sun.
hamouda-ismaili
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
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