Hand in hand,
They rise up to the sky,
Then he made her sit on the moon,
And went to pick the stars,
He placed them on her head,
But she'll soon say,
She doesn't need all those stars,
When she already had two brightest stars looking down at her.
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Author:
Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Fantasy
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