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by Kaitlin Mar 3, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I sit here. Looking out the window. There are trees. Sky. Leaves. Then I seem to drift off. Into a world. Kind of like sleep. Then there are people. No better than me. Flying. Fighting. And swimming in seas.
by David
I would have one word changed. like sleep to light sleep. my hint to you is to be very descriptive. more. i know this is the start but you need to try different things. 5/5 David