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Jun 6
One more night is all we have — just you and me,
One more mad and moonlit evening, wild and free.
Your eyes meet mine — and suddenly, I breathe.
I whisper, “Darling, let’s just lie beneath.”

And may this night stretch on a thousand more,
I’ll keep your gentle gaze in memory’s store.
But soon the moon will rise again, and though we try —
We’ll never meet again, no last goodbye.
Kira Botkina
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