A Dreary Thought
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Complete Sat, Nov 24, 2012<5 mins
hey there... this is my second poem... I wrote it about a year ago... it was for a class assignment and its called an old english riddle which means you have to comment and see if you can guess what it is about... heres your hint... how does the poem make you feel??
there is one quote from my grandpa in the poem which is "in a tunnel with no end" he died towards the beginning of the year.
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