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A Wind rolls through the forest— Branches shake— on a bare tree A Leaf rustles— restless— quivering— Holding on a moment longer— A Wind rolled through the forest— Now All is still— hushed— like Dawn The Cold relinquishes— Darkness parts— And reveals the Leaf is gone.
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Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC
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A Wind rolls through the forest— Branches shake— on a bare tree A Leaf rustles— restless— quivering— Holding on a moment longer— A Wind rolled through the forest— Now All is still— hushed— like Dawn The Cold relinquishes— Darkness parts— And reveals the Leaf is gone.
We wrote Emily Dickinson style poems in class. Voila.
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Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC
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