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I’m from successful daughtersAnd inventions madeI’m from throwing mushroom anchorsAnd a potato spadeI’m from murky green watersAnd a..
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This is a poem I wrote about a boy in my English Class
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The raging sea will always run between us, for your father found us in the woods tangled up together, as one. Your shirt on the grass behind us, my he..
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The Scar I HideChapter 1: My Story11:00 am, the cafeteria is full and she is yelling. That is all I can hear and then it goes black. I wake up to a pi..
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I wish that the world had food for all. In my opinion that would solve some of the anger and constant fighting. If people have empty stomachs then the..
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Dear Soldier,This year you won’t be at home,But in an unfamiliar land, Today you will learn,That even if I don’t know you,I pray for you.T..
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I stood and I watched as a mother cried, when she had heard that her son had died.He didn't die because he was sick, or he didn't die because he was i..
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this is for my best friend and brother before he leaves for a 2-year mission on the peace core
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