What we Hear.

December 4, 2010
By Currie BRONZE, Petal, Mississippi
Currie BRONZE, Petal, Mississippi
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I had a dream...
A sky of white and blank
Like a piece of paper waiting to be written on.
I heard the sky calling and I ran towards it.
When I neared the whispering sound, I realized it was only snow and a little to much imagination.

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