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Sometimes I make really short poems (just one stanza). I'll post those by twos, in chronological order.

The prisoner:

I sit upon the highest
Observing the world below me
Envious I stare and wish
Praying to finally leave

The smile:

I see them approach
A smile upon their face
My heart beats faster
My love will never fade

(Don't have a date, but they're from around November)

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