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morgan-lily-yu
morgan-lily-yu
English everything around you that you call life was made up by people that are no smarter than you and you can change it.
this is                                                      a poem of a                                      bird, a duck to be tota-                                         lly specific .Although                                                            there might                                                           not seem any-                                                                                                                     thing that duck-ish about this poem as you read                                                            it, it will soon occur to you (if it has not already) that                                                              this poem is really very special since it is not only                                                              about a duck but it is in the shape of a duck...                                                               You see this duck is called Gershwin and he                                                                   likes splashing in puddles so that is                                                                          what                 makes                                                                                     he ,                  him                                                                          does               happy                                                                             all                  bec-                               this is   ...                             day                ause                         supposed to be a                     long .              he                    puddle .Yes it is and          and   that  ,         is a duck!                       a     .......    too   ........                                                                         ...........   ....... ... .                              splash                                                                                                                                                            look below......                                                                        ......                                                              ......  ..................                                                                ......................                                                                   ..............                                                                       .......                                                                          .                                                        * this is the most weirdest poem i                                                     have ever written and its just so RANDOM*                                                                 ;p
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 12:19 PM UTC
in the shape of a duck
this is                                                      a poem of a                                      bird, a duck to be tota-                                         lly specific .Although                                                            there might                                                           not seem any-                                                                                                                     thing that duck-ish about this poem as you read                                                            it, it will soon occur to you (if it has not already) that                                                              this poem is really very special since it is not only                                                              about a duck but it is in the shape of a duck...                                                               You see this duck is called Gershwin and he                                                                   likes splashing in puddles so that is                                                                          what                 makes                                                                                     he ,                  him                                                                          does               happy                                                                             all                  bec-                               this is   ...                             day                ause                         supposed to be a                     long .              he                    puddle .Yes it is and          and   that  ,         is a duck!                       a     .......    too   ........                                                                         ...........   ....... ... .                              splash                                                                                                                                                            look below......                                                                        ......                                                              ......  ..................                                                                ......................                                                                   ..............                                                                       .......                                                                          .                                                        * this is the most weirdest poem i                                                     have ever written and its just so RANDOM*                                                                 ;p
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The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of another breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 11:32 AM UTC
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
In my dream I saw A world Free of Violence Terrorism Hunger Suffering Chaos... And a world Filled with Love Compassion Freedom Peace Happiness... Now awake In this world real I pray Let my dream come true...
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC
Let my dream come true
Carpediem It means seize the day; Try and enjoy life The sky’s not that grey. Easy for them to say They have Don’t have it bad They don’t know how you feel And it drive you mad They can seize the day If they ****** want it But in this day and age The day ain’t worth my spit Your life maybe be hell And it turns you insane Carpediem A phrase for the mundane So why should I Carpediem Should I conform and live life for them I take my dignity That’s my Carpediem and to a cat the meaning of carpediem is to be more dog ;D
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 9:56 AM UTC
Sieze the day
Promise Yourself To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future. To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile. To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble. To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words but great deeds. To live in faith that the whole world is on your side so long as you are true to the best that is in you.
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Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 8:12 AM UTC
Something Special