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Weird Place

7/17/15 In a wierd place for a year straight Looking up watching the hawks fly While being walked by Regardless of if the plants and terrain got dry The position remained the same beside a drain, and was always cockeyed Easily I float in the wind And many a times landed nearby a tire that started to smoke and spin one side is blank And covered with spots of paint From a can that opened and spilled after falling out a crate To this date The other side has words that are great So much so that many others could relate If they only took the time to pick it up and read what it states then just maybe it wouldn't all go to waste If thats the case And it quickly disintegrates With very little trace Then eventually it will turn into more molecules amid space By: Dalton Ogletree

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Date: 1/9/2017 11:41:00 AM
I enjoyed this. I think I've also been in that place. Check out my poems if you get a chance.The most popular ones are (by # of comments): 1. Jello For The Neighboors 2. No-Name No:18 3. How To Grow A Tree 4. behind a coffee shop with paper planes 5. No Man 6. If Hell Rose To The Surface We Would All Have Burnt Feet and also a new poem I just put up.
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Date: 1/9/2017 9:38:00 AM
Very well said in a modern style ...
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Dalton Ogletree
Date: 1/9/2017 10:30:00 AM
Thank you very much Probir!

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