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Poem Eight:DayEight
Jul. 5th, 2007 03:27 pmThis Day
What’s the world of today
What’s the world of today
Of this day
Of this day
If I can’t see where it will end up
To feel the world unlike my own
It’s a different world
A reality
So unlike my own
I don’t recognize it
It seems so out of place
But I love every minute of it
To learn
To see the world with an altered
Perspective
A new world
