Waking

Was I dreaming or was it real?.... There are 10 poems in all


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4. Poem 4 The sun and the moon

I like the way the sun hits my face

It feels like its the thing I want

But its not

it's like a burning death trap that awaits

For me to enter and burn

But my hunger inside is to see the moon and to crave its beautiful glow

for I know it symbols the goddess Selene for she is pure as gold

By: Breanne Smith

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