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Aug 2013
Do you remember that night?
With the city Lights.
The way they danced on the tiny waves
lapping the shore of lake Ontario.

Do you remember the moon?
With its orange hue.
We sang on that bench until morning,
up all night, just me and you.
a j w
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   --- and Gary Muir
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