Neither the moon nor its shimmer in the pond belongs to you.
The curtain of smiles curtained the window of secrets.
Tears in her eyes soaked the heart of mine.
The flame never knows that she is the murderer of thousand moths.
You cannot bask in the shade.
Just as an ugly butterfly thought world was over, a hungry sparrow cam pecked her up.
The curtain of smiles curtained the window of secrets.
Tears in her eyes soaked the heart of mine.
The flame never knows that she is the murderer of thousand moths.
You cannot bask in the shade.
Just as an ugly butterfly thought world was over, a hungry sparrow cam pecked her up.
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