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  Blind

  By Sara D., Kanata, Canada

  Her bright eyes had no power to see the world beneath her. She kicked the dock as seagulls screamed, as winds tore her cheeks. Her cry raced to the depths, as her hands became raw with splinters, her pain echoing in ears below. A mist whispered of something more, A splash from that pla...
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  Hysteria

  By Sara D., Kanata, Canada

  The flaming glow gently rises, As the gleaming sun disguises, It's light who pretends to be gold, And peek from the ball of old. It dances on the tips of wings, Plays hopscotch on all nature’s things, A torrent of radiant dust Pours over darkness's rust. The colour of r...