Moonlight (A collection of poems)
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Concluída seg, out 31, 2016<5 mins
The moon, up in the night sky, one that will light up the darkness. Let this poem of moonlight brings about hope and courage. Go, catch a star, and make dreams a reality.The sun will continue to shine its warm rays, don't ever give up. :)
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