Not the Same

Sun scorching, sweltering, sizzling beach
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My hardened soles resist the heat
.
Sunglasses shielding my eyes
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White cotton ball clouds glide
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Along deep blue skies
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But I’m blue too
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Intensely
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Missing
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You
.
.
.
.
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Mark Toney © 2020
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12/12/2019 - Poetry form: Nonet - A nonet is a type of poem which has nine lines. The first line is made up of nine syllables, the second eight, the third seven, and it continues until the final line (9th) which features only one syllable.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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