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Nov 2016
I used to lay in bed
And look at the night sky and say,
“I become so sad at night because the sky is dark.”
And then one night
I looked up at the sky and saw the moon
Bright and beautiful
And then I said to myself,
“If the night sky can have something so bright and beautiful shining inside of it,
then I can, too.”
Karah Wilson
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Karah Wilson  Alabama
(Alabama)   
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