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Moon, moon, moon You come so soon, Up in the sky, Bright up high. You disappear in the day, And come back at night, People like to adore you, For there are very things like you. Oh! Moon, moon, Please take us high, To see the sky. Moon, moon, moon, You come so soon. Srujani Bhamre, VI standard, Essar International School, Hazira, Surat. |
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