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May 2017
When I was young when I wanted the sun to go down it did
Now it goes down without my consent

When I was young when I wanted the sun to stay up it stayed
But now it stays were it wants

Now I must sleep when the sun goes down
Now I must awake when the sun is up

My imagination still runs wild

But for now it sleeps waiting to be awoken
this is my first poem sooo any feed back will help!
Written by
Saoirse  16/F/CT
(16/F/CT)   
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