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my poem

March 19, 2013
By Harter50 BRONZE, Huntington, Indiana
Harter50 BRONZE, Huntington, Indiana
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A table
Wooden table just sitting over there, just waiting to feel needed.
It feels all alone at some points,
At the end of the day it knows it will be needed once again someday.
All four legs on the ground just to assist you.
Rough legs and a smooth top really tops it off.



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