Going to school

Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

We saw across a valley, saw the Pike
The graves were by the river undisturbed
We went to visit Daddy,prayer seemed right
We saw across a valley then the Pike
Noone noticed what the live felt like
When panicked insecurity would strike
Little faces innocent, perturbed
We saw across a valley, saw the Pike
The graves were by the river,no returns

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I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation

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