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 Feb 2018 xy
walterrean salley
The answers are there
Look hard enough, and you will
find them. They are there.
 Feb 2018 xy
walterrean salley
The cawing crow,
Object of strife,
Does have its place
Here in this life.
Its hue is dark
Its numbers rife.
It sounds of caw
And not a fife.
To the farmer
And to his wife,
The crow is but
A fowl most trife.
 Feb 2018 xy
walterrean salley
I must
Remind myself
Constantly—the beauty
Of life outweighs its …. And believe
It’s true.
 Feb 2018 xy
Hannah
Kindness
 Feb 2018 xy
Hannah
you ask, Dear,
why i am not nice to this world

well, Dear,
it is because this world has not been
nice to me
 Feb 2018 xy
Isabelle
f a te d
 Feb 2018 xy
Isabelle
a leo and a libra
f*ck the constellations
the loose ends
don’t matter anymore
it was destiny, fate




fate has lost faith in us
it was long ago written in the sky
 Feb 2018 xy
atr
Pablo plays with toys
Some of them are his friends
Some of them are cars and some of them are guns
Vroom! Goes the police car
Watch out! says the cowboy
Pablo plays pretend
He always gets the bad guy
Stop right there! the hero says
You’ll never get me alive! yells the bandit
Pablo knows that good guys always win
The policeman and hero find the bandit
Bang Bang!
I’m dying, says the bad guy
Good job, the policeman tells the hero, you’ve saved the day
When no one watches, Pablo looks for more play things
In the closet on the shelf, in the back, he finds a very heavy toy
There is no water in this gun
He takes it to his room
Pablo plays pretend
In the end, the good guy always wins
Bang!
 Feb 2018 xy
Alexander
Snow
 Feb 2018 xy
Alexander
Snow always gave me hope.
As it would fall and fall
It would remove the rope,
Stringed between me and all.

It showed me how footprints
Left their mark after dark.
Thrown around like lil hints
All around our still park

As the fragile snowflakes,
Like me, fell to their doom.
The rose’s right it takes.
Its holy right, to bloom.
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