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Jun 8
the joy of the night
sitting beneath the stars
the air is still warm
the fire smoking still
my brother, playing guitar
the melody peaceful
we sit and laugh
with friends
we stare at the moon
point at shooting stars
admire the distant lightning
the joy of the night
Lyle
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Lyle  16/F/USA
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