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My Earth
I look at the pile of rubble and call it home.
I gaze upon the stars and call them heaven.
I admire the first tree and call it nature.
I marvel at the landscape and call it beauty.
I hold your hand and call it love.
I gaze upon the stars and call them heaven.
I admire the first tree and call it nature.
I marvel at the landscape and call it beauty.
I hold your hand and call it love.
Published 28th Apr 2010
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28th Apr 2010 10:22pm
29th Apr 2010 00:37am
I love when a poem can be so short and yet have such an impact. Great work x
