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Today is frozen in blue and white we live to stall upon a blank page This picture, now a photograph In black and white
How can an absence of matter provide so much intimidation? Your pure white eyes glaring at me with utter frustration, Screaming at me to try, to experiment, to dream
As the sun slowly rises  And gently wakes me with the touch of its ray, 
Seventh grade, my friends left me All I had to console me was family A new Taylor Swift C.D. The melody   School was tough with no seat No one to meet When it was time to eat,
I could live all by myself, Yet never be alone. Two covers and a spine, Can make a charming home.   Wallpaper of rustling pages, Songbirds warbling in verse,
Even when I die My voice shall cry Immortalized through The mind`s eye   Even if I rot You will not forgot You will hear my poetry More than the ticking of the clock  
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