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i sit here watching
the twinkle of the stars,
the full moon in its beauty,
in the cool night breeze;

a feeling so strong, yet said very less,
a emotion that whirls around like a tornado,
but expressed not even a whisper;

as the gentle breeze tried to play a lullaby,
my eyes just refused to pay heed,
drowned in thoughts of you,
my mind was as fresh as it can be;

all these times, all those moments, ...