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Jun 2016
Laying upon the grass,
Morning dew still fresh,
I can smell a new beginning,
On that remains unread,

Laying upon my bed,
Broken hope now dead,
Life is now wrecked,
Can’t blame me, the dead is dead,

Laying within my dream,
Nothing and everything it seems,
Everyone will fall,
We are all bound to be dead
I wrote this in my English class, I started daydreaming and I just let my mind go numb and typed what I thought.
Kaleb Webb-Wheeler
Written by
Kaleb Webb-Wheeler  Adelaide
(Adelaide)   
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