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Air and sun and rain,
and eye-killing staring into the misroscope,
and happily shoveling down everything they give us for meals,
people I've come to love - I smile at them and try to put all my warmth in the smiles
music and then music yet some more, almost becoming one while singing together
night, river, and the falling star.
Never felt so out-of-place as the last night before weekend -
so near to tears.
I hope all will be forgotten when we all come back tomorrow. I hope it wasn't what I think it was.
And still - the quiet veranda, the star at the river, the smile, and other treasures I keep in my memory, all from one week.
Another five lie ahead.
and eye-killing staring into the misroscope,
and happily shoveling down everything they give us for meals,
people I've come to love - I smile at them and try to put all my warmth in the smiles
music and then music yet some more, almost becoming one while singing together
night, river, and the falling star.
Never felt so out-of-place as the last night before weekend -
so near to tears.
I hope all will be forgotten when we all come back tomorrow. I hope it wasn't what I think it was.
And still - the quiet veranda, the star at the river, the smile, and other treasures I keep in my memory, all from one week.
Another five lie ahead.