A slew of thoughts.

Just a collection of my poetry. I'll be updating it along the way.

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1. A Spanish girl.

 

 

Today, I saw a dark haired Spanish girl.

 

She made me speak words unknown,

 

Foreign tongues in a foreign tone,

 

She made me what I am.

 

To her I was the clay at her bench,

 

Freely given to be bestowed a set shape.

 

To her, I was just another possible piece

 

Given standards to reach that

 

Would set me in a higher place.

 

That dark haired

 

Spanish girl, miracle maker, and a timeless space.

 

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