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I Hate

April is around the corner; I hate her more today than ever I hate her greenness, her flowers, her pretty ways. I hate that oak tree, and those daffodils and that lilac bush. I hate the buds and the blossoms and the grass. I hate the rain, this umbrella, and my rain boots. I hate that you will not be here to see April this year. I hate it that April was your favorite month I hate being here alone, on my own. I hate it that you left me I hate you for leaving me I hate death I hate life I hate.....

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Date: 8/2/2021 11:07:00 AM
Wow, very powerful. Certainly calls my attention to the word "hate," which my mother taught me never to say. Interesting. She told me that after I said to her in anger, "I hate you!" I was about four years old.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/3/2021 4:17:00 AM
I have a friend who prefaces every sentence with "I hate" this poem is in honor of stupidity.
Date: 8/2/2021 9:27:00 AM
Very creative!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/3/2021 4:17:00 AM
Thank you Kim.
Date: 8/2/2021 6:21:00 AM
I really wonder at your works very specially at the creativity hidden in them. It's really a pleasure reading your works.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/3/2021 4:17:00 AM
Thank you Christuraj. What a lovely comment!

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