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saaaaad poem
In the quiet of the night, under the weeping willow,
A lonely heart beats, on a solitary pillow.
Stars above shimmer, yet their light seems hollow,
Reflecting silent tears, in the moon's soft glow.
The breeze...
A lonely heart beats, on a solitary pillow.
Stars above shimmer, yet their light seems hollow,
Reflecting silent tears, in the moon's soft glow.
The breeze...
