Monday, August 19, 2013

Stars Comments

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The night air, cool against already chilled flesh,
Lying on the bonnet of my beat up Volkswagen
Waiting for the moon to rise, the car still warm from the drive
I stare up at the stars so small and tired, faded by the city lights
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Ann Dewyze
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