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May 2018
Looking up above to see the sky
A yearning that will never cease
Press start and feel the release
Now watch me jump and fly
To feel the wind blow past my face
Casting a tornado from my spirit
From deep within the pit
The stones I summon shall crash like a mace
Washing over all the past mistakes
The water I create will protect us all
Trees will grow and stand tall
My power will bring leaves for all our sakes
I descend in my creation
Food and warmth is what I desire
So I shall create this fire
To bring joy and defeat isolation
The prey stands there and with a flash
My lightning appears, I succeed in my ****
Alas, I will find no thrill
For the bolts will destroy with each crash
I can lift the strongest rocks
For my strength is endless
If I can't open the door to get out of this mess
My speed shall carry me through all the locks
Bestowed with all this magic
My dreams can all come true
But it is just that-a dream where I can't see you
Now isn't this nostalgic
The word is neat
That I will admit
However, it is time to submit
I will awake in reality and claim my seat
Yay my 100th published poem! This is one of my first poems I ever made and I'm most proud of this one! It's my favorite so I saved it for this time. Hope you enjoy it!
Nicholas Fonte
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