Poems from sara.amis

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hoping to major in creative writing any feedback is very much appreciated :)
The trees are swaying in the mischievous wind. Her tickling fingers  brush through the brush and weave through the grass. I can hear, dully...
there was a girl that liked the moon and the stars, and the fireflies, the sunset, and the sunrise, the clouds, and the heavens, too. she...