Feb 14
poem 0 comments challenge: General
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Come Set Me Free

Some people come

from high in the sky;

float down on clouds, 

but quickly say goodbye.

some people come

from down in the dirt; 

working there way up,

and no one feels hurt. 

You have to choose,

who you want to be;

leave me alone, 

or come set me free.