41. Finding Relief
Running away from my troubles I begin to,
Envy all the others whose
Lives seem all too easy, but
I have come to find a resting place, for poetry has become my
Running away from my troubles I begin to,
Envy all the others whose
Lives seem all too easy, but
I have come to find a resting place, for poetry has become my
I was certainly touched by this simple yet beautiful poem. It is not propped up with long, clever words, neither does it regress into tear jerking sentiment, but still transmits a powerful...
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sumMer came
flowErs bloomed
playMates giggled
bOnfires lit
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