We gathered in young, energetic friendship and adolescent romance, and it inevitably reached that softer part of the evening when someone produced an acoustic guitar, and somehow, almost inexplicably, the player's few opening chords led us all into singing U2 songs, notably this one. I remember everyone there and how they all looked, at once children and yet adults, and our histories and experiences strangely reached back much farther than our actual ages. And we were all alright under the comfortable shade of the passing clouds under the starlit sky.
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