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She let out her hand gently For the tired settling

She let out her hand gently
For the tired settling firefly 
Floating in the ice-cold night
To pamper in her warmth 
Next day at school
She narrated the story 
Of how she hid the sun
That was roaming in her garden !
 The Midnight Sun of our ages !
She let out her hand gently
For the tired settling firefly 
Floating in the ice-cold night
To pamper in her warmth 
Next day at school
She narrated the story 
Of how she hid the sun
That was roaming in her garden !
 The Midnight Sun of our ages !