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Crisp Air
April 27, 2017
I can feel it at night when the stars are bright
When know one can see the crisp air move slowly. As
it kisses my cheeks and makes me blush in the evening.
When everyone is asleep and peaceful as can be.
When it’s just the Crisp air and me. Making my hair blow softly, when know one can see. The air that flows past me and wakes up the trees, when they sing. The air that blows past the dark houses with people fast asleep, dreaming. But then I wake up from my dream when the crisp air moves right past me when I’m asleep.
© Allie K., Lake Villa, IL
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