The Northern Lights

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The dark sky reveals
The Northern Lights,
Shining above.
Falling to my fingers
The chill of the fire
Crawls down my spine
The Dells never looked so good.

The tightly stringed
Acoustic guitar,
Dave’s fingers strum
90 faces connected

Lighters, rounded packages, the Northern Lights.





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