My World

September 30, 2010
By Grayson PLATINUM, West Fulton, New York
Grayson PLATINUM, West Fulton, New York
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Pale blue water ripples on a calm,
quiet sphere.
Dirty blonde meadows cover close shores,
dancing with intermittent breezes.

Temperatures always in flux,
from frigidly frantic
to balmy bliss.

Overconfidence brews,
mingling with intellect.
Assumed universal uniqueness.

Martian brother is never far away.
Quite different yet surprisingly alike.
Parental sun beats down on both.

In a world of countless passions,
conflicting thoughts and beliefs quarrel.
No one true God to worship.

Traveling through space,
often content with just being.
Motivation to do what it right,
clashing with judgment of all other life.

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