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Blue night sky above me,
Holding me in,
Staggering every moment I try to break free.
Holding in the sunlight,
Holding in the day.
It feels as morning might not come.
So I don’t wait,
I bring in the sun.

Brooke Callan
Brooke Callan, 10
Deerfield, IL