Tag: school
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Reflection: Me and Poetry
Me And Poetry Every time, I’m feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It’s my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going. Love always, Esha <3
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Catching up
I hope you’re having an awesome day! Catching Up We talk like old school pals Catching up at a high school reunion While indulging in fruit punch that hits too hard And cupcakes that taste like the makings of Jaguar Pride You speak my language I grin you laugh kind of conversations Like an all…
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