The Sweet Moon
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The moon reminds me of your love
That is pure, sublime and everlasting
That shines in the darkest of the nights
In all weathers it is fresh never rusting
The moon is the muse for the poets
Their lines bleed love and romance
In the moonlight lovers like to meet,
Express their love, sing and dance.
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