4549 inches,
4549 sketches,
4549.2 confessions,
Of who is in love with whom.
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4549 failures,
4549 tries,
To touch the sky.
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4549 improvements,
4549 homes,
100 thank yous.
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Because if not for this tree,
The world would be a quite lonely sea,
Perhaps lacking you,
And me.
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A/N: This is a poem my friend wrote for Honors English class long ago, not me. They requested it to be posted and topic was regarding allegories.
Cheers to succinctness!
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Spontaneous Works of an Endless Dreamer (Poetry)
Poetry"ѕσмєтιмєѕ уσυ ωαкє υρ ƒяσм α ∂яєαм. ѕσмєтιмєѕ уσυ ωαкє υρ ιη α ∂яєαм. αη∂ ѕσмєтιмєѕ, єνєяу ση¢є ιη α ωнιℓє, уσυ ωαкє υρ ιη ѕσмєσηє єℓѕє'ѕ ∂яєαм. " ― яι¢нєℓℓє мєα∂, ѕυ¢¢υвυѕ вℓυєѕ
