As the years pass every star that one see is the family with respect for every min that the moon shine upon one yet one feel the touch of a angel that will fill once heart but yet when he night is clear for morning sun will raise with respect.
Thus the nights one will see thus family of he night sky for where there a lovely night for one will feel the touch of respect that will make once heart bloom like a rose of love but yet just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air but the moon light will shine for it's the angel of respect.
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