History is like a bird
it passed by through the trees of the years
it lands on a branch of growth
it picks up the leaves of days
a drops the events of the things to come of good
History s like a bird
but there are cats of evil
the cats kill the good and instead drops the events of bad
it feeds on the birds leaving it bones of what is left
history is like a bird and a cat
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Poems & dreams
Poetrythis is just the poems that come to mind and the dreams I had.
