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By mikey lovell BRONZE
Cleburne, Texas

Blue see as ocean on the cycle of water. Blue taste as blueberry pie. Blue feel as a blue crayon. Blue smell as rain falling on the ground.
mikey lovell BRONZE, Cleburne, Texas
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lizeth rodriguez BRONZE, TX, Texas
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By zirillim BRONZE
Schoharie, New York
zirillim BRONZE, Schoharie, New York
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By Derek Duncan BRONZE
Cleburne, Texas
Derek Duncan BRONZE, Cleburne, Texas
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By Meixly SILVER
Brookline, New Hampshire
Meixly SILVER, Brookline, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
Little moth, let&#039;s burrow.<br /> The cacophonious shudder of your wings<br /> slits the flesh of the decaying tome.<br /> Have you the slightest inclination?<br /> Your nature be of the mellowest sorrow.

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By Meixly SILVER
Brookline, New Hampshire
Meixly SILVER, Brookline, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
Little moth, let&#039;s burrow.<br /> The cacophonious shudder of your wings<br /> slits the flesh of the decaying tome.<br /> Have you the slightest inclination?<br /> Your nature be of the mellowest sorrow.

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By Anonymous
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By Meixly SILVER
Brookline, New Hampshire
Meixly SILVER, Brookline, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
Little moth, let&#039;s burrow.<br /> The cacophonious shudder of your wings<br /> slits the flesh of the decaying tome.<br /> Have you the slightest inclination?<br /> Your nature be of the mellowest sorrow.

Poetry
By Meixly SILVER
Brookline, New Hampshire
Meixly SILVER, Brookline, New Hampshire
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Little moth, let&#039;s burrow.<br /> The cacophonious shudder of your wings<br /> slits the flesh of the decaying tome.<br /> Have you the slightest inclination?<br /> Your nature be of the mellowest sorrow.

Poetry
By Meixly SILVER
Brookline, New Hampshire
Meixly SILVER, Brookline, New Hampshire
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Little moth, let&#039;s burrow.<br /> The cacophonious shudder of your wings<br /> slits the flesh of the decaying tome.<br /> Have you the slightest inclination?<br /> Your nature be of the mellowest sorrow.