When the night is alone,
The moon tries to moan,
Yes you heard it right,
In spite of all the fight
She cries out loud to all
Who can accept the fall,
Ocean can sail so far
Keeping ground at par,
Beginning comes with tide,
Only with fall end will hide,
You can run on truth fast
But travel nowhere at last,
So keep on with the beat
Cause desires ain’t a feat,
Pins and needles along,
No worries, they belong,
Ask the trees or the road,
It doesn’t depend on the mode,
Give and take as much,
They don’t ask any such,
Don’t set what is the limit,
You can’t but they did it,
Since the balance said,
By us are weights made.
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