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I sat on the edge of the wall
The call from the wind
Was beautiful
I was shocked to still be standing,
Alive, awake, and well

 

I was sideways,
And my heart was upside down
My body floated
Off the ground
I was locked in freedom

 

Cold air became warmer
The icicles melted,
The sugarplums bolted,
And I was sadly falling asleep
Oh no, another dream

 

I woke to a world
Flat and round
It covered the land
And covered the sound
I used to hear from the edge of the wall

 

The markings, I missed,
And the scratches, I kissed
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
The world was back to normal
And so was I




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Kristin Schwartz said...
yesterday at 12:56 pm
Beautiful poem! Love it!
 
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