Poetry is

January 23, 2009
By Catlin Lorito SILVER, Park City, Utah
Catlin Lorito SILVER, Park City, Utah
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It wraps itself around me.
Winding through the trees and whipping through the wind.
Tickles small children’s feet,
And plays with their hair.
It echoes throughout the world.
Screaming in your face to listen.
Poetry.
Feelings.
Love.
Hate.
Poetry.



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