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Detached
A clock ticks on the wall.
All the other kids are talking.
I can’t think.
I can’t focus.
I’m lost.
Detached from the world.
I look up, and see someone leaning against the wall.
I know them…but how?
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The Fishy Afterlife
You see, I’m a dead fish. My name is Robert III. You may be wondering, Who would name a fish? Well, all fish have names, thank you very much. Your next question might be, Wait, if you’re dead, how are you telling this story?
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Change
Change can be scary,
but it must be achieved.
Determination is the best tool
to change how we live.
If you are afraid to change,
that's okay.
Change isn't easy,
but it must be done.
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Time Is Running Out
Time is running out.
What chases me is catching up.
I cannot escape.
I scream for help, but none arrives.
I am alone.
I am afraid.
I am out of time.
A clock ticks in my head.
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Trust
I am blindfolded.
I cannot see.
She leads me through the woods.
Holding my hands and walking backwards.
I smile and laugh, feeling free.
She stops, and so do I.
What is it? I ask her.
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Lonely Companionship
I am lonely.
I always have been.
Wandering through countless days
and endless nights.
Even the sun
abandons me eventually.
But not the moon.
With it's radiant glow
Loves
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empty galaxies
i'm looking through the boxes shoved in the corner of the attic
and i come across an old one marked random,
doesn't look like anyone's been through it,
but I start...
and i find that photograph;
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ywp is a movement of poets
a community of fools
given the power to combine words
and a pen
that can write so much meaning
in just two, or three, or millions of words,
and sometimes, there aren't enough
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YWP is…
Young Writers Project has helped me discover myself and learn more about what it means to be a person.
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Ode to the Simply Whimsical and the Unnecessarily Dramatic
Ode to those that make life into gold
that bring us some sparkle as we grow old
Ode to the places, friends, and small things
to which credit's unequal to the joy that they bring