The Screaming
flashed me back
to a time
when mom and dad
were still together
if you could call
miles apart together.
Ellen Hopkins
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A breeze blows up touching my cheek like a little childs kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. Trash out there Must belong to one of us. We move closer and when I reached for it I find...... a perfect paper airplane.
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Taking no chances means wasting your dreams..
- Ellen Hopkins