Prologue: When My Backyard Was an Enchanted Forrest by Peyton Leigh Stille

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Jan 2012

I like this time of night;
It feels like it's so late,
but at the same time...
the morning is a year away.

Written by

Peyton Leigh Stille Minneapolis

(Minneapolis)

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