i've decided what my poem is about, and i am working on it....
i hope hope hope it will turn out.
it makes me want to cry when i think about it all.
you will see when i post the poem.
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- mimi
- "She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew." -Stargirl, Jerry Spinelli
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