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Summer Night

I lay in my bed looking up at the sky,
Watching as the stars fly by.
The breeze blows through my thick brown hair,
As I take a breath of summer air.
The crickets chirp all night long,
Reminding me how I love nature’s song.
Unfortunately, I’ve got one frightful sight,
While enjoy this wonderful night.
This sight arose a question I am feeling.
Hey! Where’s the ceiling?





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