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Oct 2017
My heart is like a singing bird.
It beats like a drum.
The smile on my face.
My eyes are open just like I was staring at someone.
The sun brights in my face.

The thunder struck.
My head was like a thunder.
I didn’t know what to do.
The drips of water drip down my face.
The drips of water was like a water fall.
My bright chicks turn into dark and Solum.
By Louis Watts
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   Ryan Holden
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