Ah, class was over but it was hard to go.
I met so many new friends and had so many happy experiences.
On one of the last days of class I sat looking out of the 15th floor classroom window and in a poignant moment was touched by the beauty of it all.
Sorry to gush on so.
...dave
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand. ~Frederick L. Knowles
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