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Cape Moonshine Road

Let the

warm smells

seep into

this

crammed cabin

of the

scent

of cinnamon rolls

early in the

morning

wake up

don’t forget

we have

polar bearing

whiff

the earthy

brisk

air

with no thought of

tomorrow

So let the

warm smells

seep into

my heart

my love for camp

is something

I will never forget

 
 
 

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