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Creative Writing

Feels

Feels

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

- Anonymous