Aurora 

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Awake
Late
All my ears hear is the little city complaining
But it’s warm today
Mid-October so we’re lucky
And God grew me the juiciest apple 
Because He knows October’s hard 

Winter Yes

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It would be winter
When under the dancing green-red
We should pretend
Our concerted breath
Caused the collision 
Exhaled the electric
Made the magnetic
Wow them
I Aurora, You Solar Wind