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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Dream catchers
Dream catchers do not play baseball.
They simply hang on the wall.
Without 2
nd
call they fall from the wall.
Lake George's stream
Lake George has a stream a mile long.
That goes to a lake a mile long.
That goes to a river a mile long.
That goes to a ocean,a mile long.
STARS
Stars are shiny.
Stars are bright.
Stars light the day.
moon lights the night.
the terrible fall
I stood upon the silo, tall
never a thought that I would fall.
Watching but not enough.
Listening but not enough.
A boy bumped into me standing right next to me.
I fell... thanks to the boy who bumped me.
The silo
I remember the silo the faithful day.I was standing right next to it in dismay.never a thought all though I ought.A man in white hypnotized and pale flicked a little,sharp pencil.I died that day.
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