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The surface of the moon is a legend of light and a satellite of magic for humans.
Songs of birds over trees branches and all melodies sound in the minds when the moon is full face.
Storms, fires, and tongues of flames all rise when tides overwhelm the shores.
God's wrath, the revelation of strong winds and rains with violent melodies.
The moon gave Roman Gypsies signs when to move into enemy territories.
Magellan's voyages and discovery of the Comoros were the celestial aid from the moon.
The surface of the moon is a journey in the memory of human psyche.
The tragedy of life, death and danger can’t convince the moon.
The moon couldn’t predict the fate of Princess Diana.
It is the law of nature with what is sweeter and what is not, but the moon remains the human satellite.
 

 

 

 

 

 

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