By Sara Garg The darkest days In despair and misery In the gloom of clouds With parched land When you walk and walk Not an end in sight Not a drop of water But dismay all around No plant for oxygen No
By Rhea Rouseau We starred in a forlorn house A folktale scheme, an anonymous pole. Sheer mystic, yet poetic mistakes That's where the colors go, Far and beyond. The grass went green, with dandelions
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