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Dreams...I open my eyes to the green valley below, filled with light. / I am at the peak of the mountain, / I feel a strong, warm updraft under my, now outstretched wings.
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Feb 19, 2014
GrandmaA single light shines down on me... / I'm alone in my house while my grandmother works hard to make ends meet... / I can't blame her for this...
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Feb 19, 2014
Home...Sitting in the class... / The sterile, white, quiet, blank classroom... / Somehow it reminds me of home...
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Feb 21, 2014
How poems are madeI lay me down, and shut my eyes, / And as I drift off, a voice doth arise, / He speaks in riddles and iambic lines, and strangely enough it makes sense
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May 7, 2014
My LifeOn a cold, wet night, I wander through the city streets. I walk by the buildings whose lights illuminate me, only briefly, until I pass them and am thrown into the darkness again before I realise it. / It reminds me of my life: The buildings are my days; they pass without incident or delay and then the night comes stealing away my time. / The reoccuring alleyways are my weekends; I want to just run down them, laughing, splashing in the puddles, climbing the fence and jumping off. Discovering new things and adventuring...
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Mar 18, 2014
OblivionSilent and Dark / Not sure if I'm breathing, / Are my eyes open?...
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Apr 30, 2014
Out thereStaring out the window as the bus travels, / The beautiful, deep, green Valley surrounds me, / I yearn to soar beyond that valley,
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Feb 18, 2014
The harsh lightThe light from my window wakes me. Sunlight. / I never want the sun to come up, but... / If it doesn't I'll be afraid. I don't want the sun...
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Feb 18, 2014
Valentine'sIt's Valentine's day / I sit alone, watching TV / In the dark...
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Feb 18, 2014
Your DollYou take me out, / and pull my strings, / and for you, I do a bunch of things,
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Apr 15, 2014
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