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Ellowyn Rose Jan 2019
Welcome to my world
Of tragic memories
Where green grass gets gold
And the tulips blossoms never Blume
Welcome to my world
Full of waiting and thinking
Full of my darkest secrets
I keep in a black notebook
Hidden away
From eyes who wish to see my tragedies
Welcome to my world
Wondering and finding
thinking about humanity
Simply
Ending
Welcome to my world
Full of carbon dioxide
Species dying off
And and the oceans that rise so high
I can barely see
The cold sun
R i s e

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