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My sister that is not my blood
She is my sister,
that is not my blood.
Long black hair,
and kind eyes.
Composition class,
met by chance,
ended up laughing till our sides hurt.
Now we are in college,
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Bad poem about food and feelings
For breakfast I had potatoes
Fruit
Yogurt and granola
like I do almost every morning
I drank coffee and tea
and took my supplements
like I do almost every morning
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Loves
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The Tomorrow Project: Contest Details
Each submission will be considered for the Tomorrow Project's awards, publication, and exhibits.
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VT
vermont is a half-finished poem with all the lines scratched out.
grandfathers who’ve lived here their whole lives still talk of leaving,
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To: Girl Not Named Georgia
555 Far Away College Dorm
City with No Cornfields, Peach State
661.9 Miles Away, USA -
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