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In a world of mine like a midnight, She was the only shining light. She took the role of the moon, Gleaming through the sky like a noon. I had to wait to meet her at the end of the day, I didn't matter to me I could wait for eternity to meet her majesty. Every time shiver ran down my spine, I thought of her like she was mine. All the noise of crickets couldn't distract me, From the feeling of her being with me. It felt good It felt nice, I could go against the god to meet her twice. In the daylight I felt cold freeze, But in her moonlight I felt her warm breeze.
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Dec 25, 2025
Dec 25, 2025 at 10:10 PM UTC
Love at Midnight
In a world of mine like a midnight, She was the only shining light. She took the role of the moon, Gleaming through the sky like a noon. I had to wait to meet her at the end of the day, I didn't matter to me I could wait for eternity to meet her majesty. Every time shiver ran down my spine, I thought of her like she was mine. All the noise of crickets couldn't distract me, From the feeling of her being with me. It felt good It felt nice, I could go against the god to meet her twice. In the daylight I felt cold freeze, But in her moonlight I felt her warm breeze.
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Dec 25, 2025
Dec 25, 2025 at 10:10 PM UTC
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