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By Soumya Yadav

The night was blank as the bird's nest in december

But the moon was always there to make us feel

that their was always light to make us feel remembered

Something always made the dear snow white a little lonely

But always made the precense like it was all lovely

Always covered like snow's kiss

Just try to add another colour

I bet it'll be all dirty

It was not just the drop-dead-gorgeous moon

But it was so powerfull to defeat the wild spectres

The moon was never just the a moon

But the moon was the

Three goddess.

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