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Night Stroll
Freezing air rushes to meet my pink cheek
As I walk calmly but casually
My shoes touch the sidewalk with a patter
Echoing up and down the street
The moon overhead like a big ball of ice grins
And the stars encourage me with their blinking
I sip some hot chocolate
And sit on the curb
Taking in the mysteries of night
by Miranda Sheridan
Email: paulasheridan@rocketmail.com
