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My Own World By: Sarah Smith I hear everyone else, But I am in my own world. So I don't know what they are saying. I am in a world beyond their primal language. I am in my own world. A world filled with dragons and unicorns. A world of magic and mystery. A world that has no limits. It is my own world That I share with few. These are my chosen ones, My friends. I bring them into my world. I tell them about all that happens In my own world.I have many adventures In my own world. Everything is perfect In my own imagination. | ||||||||||||||||
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Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room If in that room a friend awaits Felicity or doom What fortitude the soul contains That it can so endure The accent of a comming foot The opening of a door! By: Emily Dickenson | ||||||||||||||||
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I�ll Remember You By: Sarah Smith My tears fall slowly, Remembering the hour. My tears fall slowly, Like a gentle shower. My memories of you are still here. They will never go away. They will never fade. They even make me cry. The happy ones will haunt me, Till the end of time. I thought we�d be together, Till the end of time. The nostalgia will get to me. I�ll break down to tears. It�s true. I�ll remember you, The good and the bad, The happy and the sad. Always, I�ll remember you. | ||||||||||||||||
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