Camping In Paridise
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Emile Joel, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2019
The hills filled with a canopy of gumtrees, the sun ablaze as it sets the tint of orange and beauty across the valley. Here i stand as the blanket of shimmering stars fall over my head, the campfire crackles and flickers and the sound of the harmonica flowing through my ears to my feet, here i lay falling asleep to the sound of the night next to the dying fire.