The Sky's Wonder

As the moonlight shines its elegant beauty,
There is no mysterious silhouette.
And the mood of the darken clouds whispered death,
Even its own lightning shivered.
At last when the sun rises
The moon cries
But when the sun sets,
You don’t want to say goodbye





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