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Bright Lights and Double Lines
Just the three of us running blissfully
Through the stellar twilight.
Besties giggling as we dodge bright lights.
Tirelessly we fall through the double lines.
The hushed night revived by our merriment.
The bite of the bitter cold
Forgotten with our jubilant howls.
The streetlight over head brought everything to life.
We knew we were just being silly.
I remember all this with a wide grin.
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