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Creative Writing

Untitled #3

The Sun rose, I
felt the ray of light
fall on me.
The wind blew, I
stood strong not
The flowers
bloomed, that
pretty sight
amazed me.
I looked up and 
saw the moon
gather and gleam
my memories.
Looked up every
night to see past
I saw the moon
shine bright every
And then one day
I stopped looking

- Sharon Benjy