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Oct 2020
Flea market jars and costume jewelry,
Full moon light
And the stars hiding behind the trees so we have to huddle close to point at the same ones.
Saturday morning breakfast
And the smell of your clothing after you've stoked a campfire -
The are the only reasons I've ever wanted to wake up early.
Written by
Donielle  30/F/Pennsylvania
(30/F/Pennsylvania)   
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   Imran Islam
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