The full moon tells the story
To a child who looks with smile
Where uncle taught it as grand uncle
Ever makes happiness to the child
Dear child, I am also depressed
See the black spots I carry
The diminishing forms I changes
Still I am smiling my little one
To inspire you to try your best
For a happy world, peaceful world
Where all are equal non is in neglect.
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