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A Crack In the Earth

The world looked around,
Thats what he always does,
Spins,
Spins,
Spins,
He has gotten used to this life,
The same thing every day,
Every night,
Forever,
Oh so he thought,
One day he decided to go another way,
Another path,
No more spinning,
So he stoped,
Or tried to anyways,
He stopped but he kept going,
And he craked,
Don't worry,
He is fine,
Inside of him there was a bright light,
It shined through galaxys,
For the rest of time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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April 5, 2016 at 10:08 PM
awesome poem, Aiden B.....linda
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