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Inspired by a night of raining and the events that have happened to me over the few weeks...
Green is what we breath, literally.
What do you do if it's raining heavily? Do you make observations? I do. And here are mine.
Um, I wrote this in like third grade. I guess I was bored. I don't know.....Ummmmm, I just wanted to put it on.
Poetry | Updated May 30, 2008 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
A new day has dawned,
and the sun's on its rise.
The stars fade elegantly,
while the night ebbs away.