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In the cool relief of twilight
after a long sweltering day
traveling the road
she sat on the back of the ute
her tanned legs in shorts stretched out
the light breeze slid past her skin
having picked up the heat
over the desert sand
and she gazed up at the wide and wild sky
never had she seen so many stars
litter the heavens
like tiny fireflies
and there she sat for once in her life
admiring that around her
the faint music jived from the cab behind her
and ahead on the ground
Trent build a fire on the camp ground
before long the music grew louder
as somewhere around
someone strummed their guitar
to the rhythm of crickets abound
she skewered a marshmallow
and thrust it in the fire
every now and then gazing up
at the million dollar glitter
unspoiled, peering down at her
miles away from the hustle of crowds.