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The moon

the ground was so white that it was glowing.
I chould se the glowing was almost like a fog that
lay perfect to the horizon.

The sky was black in darkest black I've ever seen.
I felt ligth as I feather and I was ligth as an feather
when I tried to jump I jumped in to the black scary nigth sky.




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Publicerad 2010-11-29 10:20



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