the stars are white, the sky is black, and the moon isn't out..."
[cue quiet scramble]
i don't even remember who said it, you know?
but i remember lying on that wooden dock, the sound of the lake sneaking up between the cracks, with (what seemed like) the entire starry universe spread above. and i remember being ready to drop whatever i was doing to get back there.
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That sounds absolutely beautiful, and I would want to go there too, in a heartbeat.
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