*-* Second place for poetry, in The Ibby Awards; 3rd Place in Souhait Awards *-* When words play around your head and you can not shake them off and you spat them out. No, it is not called insanity it is called poetry. The heart is beating, ears are humming, mind's composing, hands are writing And I can see the silver lining When the words I set on paper All have meaning and are rhyming
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