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Us humans

continue to put together

our puzzle

piece by piece.

And that puzzle?

The final picture is

freedom.

It spells out the

word, each letter

in blue

F

R

E

E

Sunny days brought her life.

The flower loved sunny days.

She flourished under the bright star,

smiled at its rise.

But then the next day,

it rained.

Hard.

Like a thunderstorm.

i used to dream

of the day

i started middle school,

thinking the excitement

of getting older

outweighed the pain

of growing up.

my teachers wondered why.

and now that i'm in