Mysteries became strings glass, broken life miracle struck eyes dramatic and spontaneous
Believe unfortunate demise doors, windows to life dragons orbit mysteries and accommodate harm
an inaudible band effortlessly heard
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This is a "Found poem" all of the word were taken for John Green's paper towns
(The wording is all my own)
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The Lonesome Rock and other Poems and Shorts
PoetryWhat does a lonely rock think as it sits all alone? What does the last dandelion do as it waits to be devoured? What happened in the house on the hill?
