Seven trees, standing tall
Take the floor, wow them all.
Dancing, dancing, whirling wonders
Stealing grace, and making thunders.
Don't make a sound, for they may stop
Sit and watch them as they pop.
Spinning, spinning 'round the stage
Until the bow, now give them praise.
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Chasing Dreams [Wattys 2015]
PoetryA girl, torn between reality and waking life, dreams and nightmares, destiny and fate, fighting for answers. Told in a series of poems. Written by me, PianoSpaz
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