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Coming of Some
Shining of moon,
Passing away too soon,
Memos of love,
Stored high above,
Coming of light,
Wonder what’s in sight,
Rising from their caves,
Feared shadows have now become brave,
Brace thyself for something new has formed,
Like a newborn baby being borne
(21900017) Copyright © 08/01/2005 Ronil Tataria
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