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May 2016
Night is no longer a time for tears
When dusk falls there will be no frowns
Darkness can not hold any more fears

The time for dance parties in the dark
Secrets and giggles all around
Ding-**** ditching, running to the park

Freedom and fresh air
Not caring about gaining a pound
Anything but despair

Bike riding with strangers
Your voices are the only sound
There are few dangers

This is a proclamation
Night is a happy time
A short joyous vacation

So tell everyone you know
And this nighttime do more than binge-watch a show
Bridget Rose
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Bridget Rose  pennsylvania
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