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Oct 2017
I slept beneath the stars
Last night
I did not want to
I liked my house
With its walls to keep me safe
And roof to keep me dry
But forced out
I was
A camping trip
More like a
"Get eaten by mosquitos"
and out of my house
I went
And learned
The walls of my house
Block out the Wind in my hair
The roof of my house
Hides the Moon
Now I eagerly await
The time I can once more say
Last night
I slept beneath the stars
Written by
James Scanlan  20/M/American Samoa
(20/M/American Samoa)   
   Jamison Bell
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