Writing poem

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As i sat Blank minded
a Small beam of light shined in
thoughts arrived like butterflies
i wrote the poem as time flew by

as my mind contemplated rhymes
i found myself losing time
soon the sun would rise and the day would come.
but i hoped the sun would set and the day would be gone

I wrote the poem in my desolate room
The morning was filled with a dewy perfume
Time flew by with a silent sound
i had no sleep my head spinning round.

i ran to school and found something out
The assignment wasn't due i wanted to shout





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