June 10, 2010
By Anonymous

i sit in a tee and wonder if theres another place to be. if theres another person that needs me. if theres a person that ever really needed me. i close my eyes and feel the wind go through my hair. i feel the sun on my face as it raises out of the clouds. i imagine theres peace in the world, and a cure for cancer. no hate. no gossip. then i open my eyes and remember all the things that has happened, andknow the only thing i can do is Imagine.

The author's comments:
i actualy wrote this poem in a tree. that day i was kinda upset. i hope that people will get that you can imagine anything. no matter what it is.

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