YESTERNIGHT, BENEATH THE MOONLIGHT
Like a bird freed from a cage
I felt the liberating touch of age.
As I danced beneath the moonlight
My troubled mind took flight
Shedding worries and endless plight.
I was free, free as a cloud in the sky.
As a lovelessness kid growing up
Life and all the goodies it offer just suck.
We man up as kids under the moonlight
We bond until the stars fade and leave the moon shining.
My friends and I danced through the night
The moonlight battled our worries, making us whole.
Then, our dance under the moonlight
Was truly a delight.
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