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Night

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).

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lauren-poxton
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Sep 28, 2010
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