Each night I wait for the moon.
Why can’t it be full so soon?
I’ll look up to the sky
Wondering when will I fly?
Nights go by and sometimes dark
Not even a star would shed a spark.
I pray for the rain to go
Let the winds carry the cloud with each blow.
Then behind them the moon stared.
A smile is all it took to disappear.
Throughout the night I felt at ease.
Each night I will wait for the moonlight.
By the time it’s full again, that I wouldn’t miss. #
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