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Take my hand, 

And let your other hold on to a kite that is a

Shooting Star.

 

The harvest moon will rise above us,

as we fly,

through the nights speckled sky, 

And it will etch our names into its woody heart,

So that we may be 

together,

forever. 

 

Isi Gibson

VT

14 years old

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