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All the nights, when the sun has fallen
The moon guards her rest.
Until her time to rise.
When she shines at day
The moon is there, in disguise
Hidden in the clouds.
He has no doubts
That she will guide
His way to rest.
Like Moon guards Sun,
Like Sun guides Moon,
I shall hold you
Until the dawn of noon.
And see the sparkle in your eyes, so far.
My little star.
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