'Under the Blue Moon, In the night garden' (a poem)
We sat under the blue moon,
In the night garden.
A breeze as soft as the lake water
Stroked us like silk,
Soft as the wings of a fairy,
Sweet as the breath of an angel,
And the moonlight washed away our sorrows,
Chased away our fears,
Bathed away the pain of the past,
Whilst we talked of many things...
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