Collective Poem
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| I |
have |
a |
square |
sticker |
on |
my |
laptop |
| When |
I |
look |
around |
me |
all |
I |
see |
is |
shapes |
| We |
can't |
live |
without |
the |
air |
| Blow |
Blow |
the |
atrium |
wind |
| All |
the |
small |
insects |
live |
underground |
| All |
the |
rooms |
are |
waiting |
for |
the |
twilight |
moon |
| The |
light |
felt |
heavy |
| My |
heart |
felt |
big |
| But |
my |
body |
left |
in |
the |
dark |
room |
| My |
tear |
is |
in |
the |
corner |
of |
my |
eye |
| The |
water |
trickled |
down |
my |
cheek |
| And |
I |
let |
my |
long |
legs |
walk |
out |
of |
your |
life |
| I'm |
running |
to |
my |
dreams |
| Tripping |
Over |
Stones |
| I |
will |
hand |
it |
to |
you |
one |
day |
| Let's |
draw |
circles |
before |
leaving |
| Then |
I'll |
let |
you |
leave |
my |
mind |
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