there's a girl by the pond
she's good at skipping stones
there's a crowd of greedy spectators
they like to watch her throw
but she's in love with the earth
and she's afraid to let go
but no matter how hard she tries
no matter how tight she holds
the stones disappear
into the waters, dark and cold
lost forever, into the deep
with the roar of applause
to the bottom, they sink
she sits by the river
and the girl starts to weep
for her simple treasures,
that she can not keep
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There's a Universe in Here
Poetry"When I was real young I had a real love (Although he didn't know) When I was young I had a real crush A time forever ago"