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Camping
At one morning
I lay wide awake
Watching the stars
Listening to the rippling river
Smell the fire getting low
Tasting the s'mores still in my teeth
Feel the warm flannel blankets
As I burrow underneath
Article posted April 22, 2010 at 09:21 AM •
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