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Alive

We sneak out It's 10PM we sit, then we walk we walk for hours there's no difference between the stars and the moon I hold their hands because I can The fog scares me because it can we laugh, we dance. we've walked a mile we walk back It's 12AM the light dances off the lake like we danced in the road I stand in the water the light dances our skin, too we go into town because we can I put my head on his shoulder because I can my hands are cold I feel alive here The night feels like Autumn The shoulder of a best friend feels like home I'm draped in comfort and arms armed with hands and life up in arms up in the clouds we all feel alive out here where there is no difference between the stars and the moon I feel alive I think I'm alive.
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genna-peterson
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Feb 11, 2013
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