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Jessica Johnson
10th Grade
Roseau School

Time stops,

as I peer out the window,

and look into the dark midnight.

The only light is a pale moon,

shining through the endless rows of trees.

Millions of stars are hidden beneath a soft blanket of clouds.

I listen to the soft rain,

dropping lightly to the ground

from the pure black sky.

The wind, whistling quietly,

is no louder than a whisper.

I hear the frog's deep, endless croaks,

smell the fresh pines,

feel the breeze,

and gently close my eyes,

where I drift into an unknown world,

and I know,

this is where I want to be.