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Date Place.


I thought that one night,
I’d take her out for dinner,
Pick her up at eight,
Take her to this place,
It’s actually on a hill,
Not a hill but a height,
From where you can,
Watch the night lights,
The spot I chose,
Is sober and its close,
There is this small town,
Right under our eyes,
With the lights glimmering bright,
This is what you see,
If you look down,
But when your life your head,
And look up into the sky,
You see those stars,
Twinkling Blinking,
As if looking at you,
As if set they’re for you,
The place on a whole,
Is decent not bore,
The moon lights the place,
And the candle too.

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