hi they way to to cane drive open train door door floor boom gate paint brave baseball team atlanta super granite bowl pick loss overtime car drive neon color lights blind the person brake before to late light switch from dawn under clock growls down stairs gaining try painting atmosphere forbidden air gravity walk on lasers cruise sick sea seals tourist vapid high rain lava heat trivia wheel of layers young water holding napkins break apart ground jogging jar freeway
Poem
Turn Her Nation
Under dire hiii
Stuck in a jar color, blind
Stairs upon layers holding, heat
Switch lava to rain
A forbidden atmosphere
Growls jogging, apart
As eye walk brave towards a free,way
Granite doors open for,me...
Brake
A painting ground over,time
Gaining picked water
A tourist on our young, land
Explanation: As I was writing the poem, it came pretty natural. Was not overthinking, just came organically. Creativity was presented in the the making. The truth is always between the lines, out of the box, and always in front of you. Takes patience to see.
It was chosen randomly and just flowed as I proceeded.
This assignment was expressive.
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