The flicker of the campfire, the wind in the pines. The stars in the heavens, the moon that shines. A place where people gather to meet friends of all kinds. A place where old man trouble is always left behind. We sit under the stars and moon, with the warmth of the flame and the crackle and sizzle of burning logs and marshmallows. A campfire marks the end of a great day. Our tasks are done. Now we sing a song and tell a tale or two.
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