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Let me tell you the love story

Of the Sun and the Moon.

As I gaze them lovingly,

Through the window of my room
‘Who is this lady?

A silver subtle saint.”

Said the Sun, deeply observing

Her dents and craters and pain.
The Moon is dark and cold

But oh! Sun’s gravity,

For him, this move is bold.
The universe has always been dark

Then there is Sun,

With raging fire and spark.

Moon, she knew, 

She owed her beauty to him.
The awe of their love

Though, they were miles apart!

Little did the Sun knew,

Moon was his part.