#14 5 of 10 given words

The mystery of the time at night when guided by jars of firefly light.

As steam rose from the lake in the moonbeams like fog, the crickets harmonized with the baritone frog.

Laughter of children filled the evening air, as they played a rousing round of Truth or Dare.

I sat silently near the shore on a boat, wrapped in memories and an old raincoat.


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