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Posted December 29, 2012
Poetry by Moon
I sit alone, my dress poorly sewn, my hair is quite a mess. I must confess, i do not feel quite right. My eyes are downcast, and my heart does not beat fast(enough), I look up, into the starry night sky, to see it glimmer. I look down at a shimmering lake, it's beauty amazing me. Those who do not stop and look, miss what life has to share, if u look you'll really think, that life does not always stink, even if your dress is ill-sewn, and even if your all alone.
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