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Sightseeing future,
Oh! How I wonder,
Through the rain and thunder,
So much work to ponder,
Which way to render.
My bittersweet future,
I hope to nurture,
My restless mind,
And the things I have to find.
A fleeting happiness,
A long term of sadness,
At least I have goodness,
A goodness within.
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"The literary theme of this poem is about our future, because most of us know that there is no guarantee what turn or step we will make in order to be successful and to reach the dreams we are seeking to find."
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Poetry"The dead that weaves in the spindle, A bundle of silk - woven and spun, Collected and collected, Until it's a huge massacre of stars." -Excerpt This is an original made poetry collection about life and are written in many forms of genre like love...
