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The night was young,

And crickets' song was being sung,

Fireflies hovering beyond

In the nearby wooded lot,

And my cares and worries I forgot,

The campfire flickering,

Its crackle is heard through 

A heavy green canvas pup tent,

My thoughts wandering, 

My mind pondering,

An astral stroll beyond the forest's waning whispers,

And a venture out into the edge of stillness, 

The allure of oneness with nature finds you,

And out we float off into peaceful     s

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