Wrapped in sweaters
and steeped in the night's ambition
we steady ourselves in each other's laughter
and exhale the smoky breeze.
Filled with a warming sense of purpose
spurred to a deeper place
with smiling mouths turned up towards the stars
and a waving arboretum framing the scene
who are we to be.
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