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Jun 2018
I sit on the window sill looking out into the night.
The sky is stained dark pink from all the city lights.
It makes me sick to know that I won't see the stars,
But it's also comforting because it reminds me of all the good nights,
I spent in the city at night,
With my friends and with my family or just by myself.
(c)ibarker
Barker
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Barker  M/Ottawa
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