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This Bench
There is this bench in a park.
It has a plaque
Dedicated to a man
Who sat there every day
And watched the world go by.
I wonder what he was like,
What he saw.
As I sit here
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brown-eyed girl
I'm a brown-eyed girl
loves adventures
yet afraid of the unknown
I'm a romantic who hates real life
I'm a brown-eyed girl
who wishes more love songs
said brown-eyed instead of blue
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To Be a Poet
To be a poet is not to write poems.
No.
Most anyone can do that.
Most anyone has done that,
for school, maybe.
To be a poet is to see a tree
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anticipation
i remember my first day of middle school
i was wearing washed-out jeans and a t-shirt from Target
my short brown hair was parted to the side