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Night Walkers

February 1, 2016
By hazeymae BRONZE, Pelsor, Arkansas
hazeymae BRONZE, Pelsor, Arkansas
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Nights are like holding your firstborn baby.
We soar like the wind.
Our souls are finally free.
Then we look around the heavens.

That's when the magic happens.
Life’s changing event is over,
And we are at peace.
Everything is back--back how it should be.


The author's comments:

This is how I feel about my life and I think this fits my life perfectly. I believe many others can relate to this poem.


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