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The Crescent
The Crescent
When I look
At the crescent
My heart
Experiences something pleasant
In my blue eyes
Dances the sky
In the dream rainbows fly
Birds chirp
At the nook of the heart
Feelings wear smile
Cute and smart
Unknowingly I feel snug
In the built up nest
In the abode deep within
The crescent takes rest
When I look
At the crescent
My heart
Experiences something pleasant
In my blue eyes
Dances the sky
In the dream rainbows fly
Birds chirp
At the nook of the heart
Feelings wear smile
Cute and smart
Unknowingly I feel snug
In the built up nest
In the abode deep within
The crescent takes rest
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The Crescent
The Crescent