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My mother's song
There's this banging
On the bars of my chest
like xylophone bones,
Just waiting to be played
There is something waiting to
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An Ocean of Emotion
We feel in such a deep way,
flooding our veins throughout the day.
Some let themselves feel,
then move on, as if it wasn’t a big deal.
Some cling onto their emotions,
causing commotions.
Some push it away,
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Poetry Practice: Night to Dawn
In the still of night,
Shadows dance and play.
Soft moonlight fades,
As stars begin to sway.
Silent whispers ofDarkness start to fade;
As first light of dawn
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My Light
My babysitter,
Brother,
Sister,
And I,
Huddle on the green couch.
Her laptop,
Shiny silver,
Is opened
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Sunset
Lilac
Colors blend
Soft pink
Scarlet
Fades
Blood orange
Mixes with the white
From across the pallet
Yellow