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Megan Corrigal Oct 2011
I wish I was nocturnal.
I would wake up to silence
and the smell of the crisp night air.
I would stare up at the stars
and dream with open eyes.
I would talk to the man in the moon
And listen to his stories of ancient heros
and real life love stories.
I would memorize the song of the crickets
and hum along as sang.
I would walk the abandoned streets
without all the hustle and bustle
of busy people
who have forgotten what it was like to be a toddler.
To walk slow
and look at everything
as though it were the first time.

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