In the Month of December,
I will recall you,
In the time of cool days,
I will recall you,
When the sky is full of stars,
The Moon is caring like a mother,
I will recall you,
Your voice is beyond the Stars,
Your voice is beyond the Moon,
I see shining stars in your wish,
I see thousands and thousands of moons,
Appear just to chill with your cool hands,
And share something secret to me.
02-12-2018,00.57, Kadammanitta.
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