My Future Poem by christina weinke
My Future
melting
icing effects ran heading
tunneling are to great freedom lesson to students be leaders to the future through the glass like washing away the ground to the brown dirt that looks like the touch of the plates of the working through the wind of breeze of water that goes through the waves of blue
green water on the sand with the touch of the break with in the sea
sun that shines
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