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Mar 2013
The moon is a round candle, lighting up the sky in flashes of light.
The stars are thousands of diamonds, sparkling and showing off in the night sky.
The black sky itself is a large piece of black velvet.
The dark, dead clouds of the night are ravens, soaring elegantly through the deep, black sky.
Lisa Ann Rakow
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Lisa Ann Rakow  Manitoba
(Manitoba)   
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