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A girl looks up at the moon
from her muddy horse
as she travels home
soft music plays
as a young boy
stares through the skylight
at the bright moon overhead
wind whispers sadly
as a girl lays down in the grass
watching the moon
with tears in her eyes
a girl sits on the windowsill
of a mud-and-sticks hut
and watches the bright moon
not far from her touch
"I am not the only one,"
whispers a little boy
grasping his mothers hand,
"Who sees this wonderful moon."
A girl looks up at the moon
from her muddy horse
as she travels home
soft music plays
as a young boy
stares through the skylight
at the bright moon overhead
wind whispers sadly
as a girl lays down in the grass
watching the moon
with tears in her eyes
a girl sits on the windowsill
of a mud-and-sticks hut
and watches the bright moon
not far from her touch
"I am not the only one,"
whispers a little boy
grasping his mothers hand,
"Who sees this wonderful moon."
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