A crescent moon that smiled down on me.
A yellow lamp against an indigo sky.
A rose that bloomed.
A heart that warmed.
A place for Mother Mary.
A crescent moon that smiled down on me.
A yellow lamp against an indigo sky.
A rose that bloomed.
A heart that warmed.
A place for Mother Mary.
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