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…. Poem 1 ….

She tiptoed barefoot over fields of grass
Down asphalt streets
Through broken glass

Wandered along old country lanes
Beneath the stars
In the rain

Crossed hills and mountains
Past valleys wide
And when she reached the end
Realised she was dead inside
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I like it. My kind of poetry. :)

 
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