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Apr 2012
At midnight, I rose
Haunted by a longing to see the night sky
Wrapped in a blanket,
I closed the door behind me
And stepped into the grass
The moon bore into me,
The stars were its companions
And all I could think of
Was everything that we are,
You and I
And tears far from sorrow
     welled in my eyes
Falling from my smiling face,
They dropped to the grass
To be obscured by the
Morning dew
Christy Pavoncello
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Christy Pavoncello
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