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Once a night in a village so faraway, the magical full moon did hang low. The stars twinkled with the rhythm in my small feet and it sparked my soul!

How in my childhood folly the world was my oyster and would take every chance to dance; to the full moon my wishes l sang out aloud and sure enough all were granted!

My heart is filled with sheer gratitude such as to beat fast yet l shan't weep for sweet sweet memories of the past awakened by the moon lady's beauty once again in full array before me! I knew that a day would come when l had to leave this little village of mine, happy now that l see it still in the gracefulness of the full moon rising! The patience of the stars none have l yet solace l find in the moon for she listens and like a loving mother, she never turns away!

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