Marfa TX

Every day that year 
I would look up at the sky 
At night it was black and blue 
With white stars 
Glowing bright above 
The Marfa lights 
The streetlights glowed 
Bright and bold
The leaves were red and orange 
And the air was crisp and cold 
And every time it was the same 
It was bright and bold but 
Peaceful 

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meandpaul

MN

15 years old

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