we lay sandwiched between blankets on a deserted train platform, and then in the dirt next to a darkened house. the sky was a dome brimming with stars. twinkle and sparkle are perfect words, and so are fresh, clear, crisp, cold, bright. i saw the Little Dipper, Scorpius, and 4 falling stars. every time i strained to see a falling star, i never
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