Helps me connect
Those things
That have to be said
Tag: poetry
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A beautiful medicine
Of the sorts
Away from the murmers
Of the noise
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time again
it keeps on changing
changing the very change they bring
they look no left
they look no right
just an endless haze
straight forward in might
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A time of mystery
A time of fun
A time away from the blues
Time to run
on open grass
with no shoes
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all along the pottery pots
they might break
if I get too close
they fragile
though hard seeming out
they like a
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I like to keep active
all the time
I helps keep my metabolism running
make my shine feel shine bright
I feel it’s the right way to living
this life
when we are young
we like to play all the time
why now stay at the backseat
and feel feel like being done
let’s wake up,
up in the morning
keep our toes on the run
and skim the day
like not the rest
and just better than before
it’s true
we could die soon
even a hundred years are less
and as I keep on running
this life just seems a bless
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the air is so fresh outside
early in the morning
one should go out
take a walk barefoot
upon the open grass
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The birds sing in the morning
How sweet the sound it seems
Roam the sky they
Fly across
To the eyes
Giving pleasure
Unbound
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I looked at the moon
asked
where did you go that day
said it, was still there
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not I could see
who ate away this bit of you?
and is eating everyday!
I have been here
all alone
non could touch me
or eat and swallow
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I see plastic
And I see it’s bags
If it’s bad
Why do we still use that
Because
On a long enough time line
Everything turns to pass
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