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Sep 2010
When the sun goes down
this unknown land is our playground,
we are free to discover it's endless beauty.

This is just how we are at night.

In still black and white
this moment is ours,
we are the kings
and no one can take that away
(until the break of day).
Lauren Poxton
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   Shanna Howse
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