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A Night with You
the warm waves,
under the night sky,
touched my feet
how even as my toes
dug into the ground
I felt as if
I were floating
on a cloud
how the rays of the moon
glowed upon the world,
making all feel ethereal
then
the dawn came,
then
the waves receded,
then
the moon buried.
how the sobering rays
of the pale sun
returned the cold breeze
of the morning
how I miss the night:
to be where the problems
of the day could not reach me,
where all seemed
beautiful,
happy,
and right
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