we all stretch, into faraway places with our faraway dreams
tip-toeing a tricky tightrope taught with tantalizing responsibility.
How are you feeling today? More than ever different I suppose?
Just, well
I thought so, as Always is stretched and twisted, so, so far away.
not lost or confused, mind us all of our stretching.
we are unsure of our future deeds, becoming our tomorrow, resolute with compassion.
Indeed, topsy though the world be, trepidatious to the turvey are we -
stretching ourselves in all the wrong places,
giving fake names, and wearing false faces.
Please tell me what you think
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I love your aliteration in the second line. See I am more concerned with content than grammar. You can be the best speller in the world but with no creativity, it might as well be flat.
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this poem sucks, stick to music
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I really like this and the thought and emotion in it. I think with some work on the presentation this could do well in the contest
Try some work on the upper and lower case letters thanks for entering and good luck. be well and be blessed
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i find it disheartening that you so readily assume that my choices concerning upper and lower case letters was done by accident, or ignorance, whichever you prefer. neither is such the case here.
if you had paid attention to what was written, you may have actually understood. shame.
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