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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Mar 18, 2020 22:34:49 GMT -5
Another poem I did for school about something we saw outside. I was one of the few who didn't write about how cold it was.
------------ The beauty of the wonder
Holds my every attention
Inside the window
Souls are trapped
In an endless babble
So they might learn
About the world
That they have lived
Run, and played in
Under the moon
That they might
Have an understanding
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