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By Alli_Catz7, La Quinta, CA

It is the thing that is truly bright
It fills up the darkened night
It pours through my room and enters as quick as it came
I can almost hear it calling out my name
Ribbons of gray and white flow through me
Can’t reality just let me be?
As the night ticks on through the hours
The ribbons of gray go off in showers
The moonlight has left us to go to another
I wake up and go to my mother
She says it’s only half past midnight
I have a whole another hour to stare into the light
I race back to my room to throw on the blankets
If I have enough time I’ll surely make it
Past the clock and through the halls

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