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December 5, 2009
The morning mist
Sprayed onto my lips
Rich moisture wrapped my body
From the fresh grass I stand on to the
Leaves weighed down with dew drops
The morning mist
Such a magical feeling
Wakes me from my sleep
Delivers me to the place of to-be
This feeling cannot be stopped
As it kisses my soul and nourishes my mind
To keep dreaming and to keep hoping

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ShernayB. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 28, 2010 at 10:49 pm
Nice word choice.
Beautiful imagery.
Keep writing!
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