Along the lake,
her feet danced
with the music
that the water provided.
The waves
crashing against
her little legs.
The joy she craves.
Along the lake,
she splashes
and enjoys the
memories she'll make.
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PoetryMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
