Without sand and stone
But mixing with the smoothest air
Without sponge
She might not bigger than your moon
But she's pretty enough
From your noon
Without flash and sprinkle
She's just that beautiful
Without you spread the rumour about
Because she's following the greatest invention of this century
The mother of Katai's
The mystery about space
And asteroid
The planet that never be settle
But had a deep down meaning
She comes from it
She looks alike
She obeys this TNO
She's just like your moon
But a little slower
And prettier
She's The Charon
Not the Nyx or Hydra.
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