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The Dice

November 8, 2010
By Lexi Conklin SILVER, Bosque Farms, New Mexico
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A long dimentional dice enclosed by a black endless night. Is it big or small, whose to tell? Does it convey a meaning, or sit there and yell? It is a white squared-block viewed with red dotes surrounding it's interior angle. Six on the left, five on the right, and four on top. Its almost like dominos decreasing from a drop.

© Tom M., Philadelphia, PA

The author's comments:
The inspiration that made me create this poem was from my English teacher that assigned an assighnment to write a poem on a picture of a dimentional dice. Also, what we saw in the picture through our viewpoint.
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