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Little poem I just made bout the night |
Aurora Borealis It creeps on me It's chill and relaxed But at the same time free It makes you want to try Look outside, a beautiful night You wish you chould fly It goes wrong, but right Going high, high as a kite You feel the tears forming And falling from your eyes It's the beautiful northern light E.Boye 7/4/11 |