Colourful canvas
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Laying amoung the stars,
we wait for their arrival.
The black void above us,
a blank canvas,
awaiting its colour.
Silence dans upon ,
us as the first whisper of light shoots into view.
Silence replaced with joyous screams, tornados of luminescent stars that burst in the night,
an empty canvas given life.
We lay among the gras, watching the fireworks.








