I'm getting lost all over again.
Because I hurried up to gain,
I've been like a grain.
In my life, there's a lot of pain and
I found myself with no brain.
Because I was like, "uncertain"
To purchase an apple, but Pearmain
I lost everything.
Sometimes I think I will attain
something
I can hold as I lain.
I wish the chance would stain.
My life will be ingrained once more.
I sincerely regret it and will continue to do so.
When life gives me a second chance, I will sustain.

We are the world
Because we write
We write yesterday
And today and tomorrow
We are the history itself
And we draw colors of all
Like white and black
And blue and bright
We are changing the world
From the Darkness to light
We are peace to the world
Because we draw green
And we are creating art and science
To everyone's life to be full with bright

The poets's day is coming
We will play on papers
With inks, in pen tubes
We will draw rainbow
We will design sunshine
On the poets's write floor
On the date which it is
Our day

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