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Tick tock… tick tock… tick tock…
We count down our time here on this internal clock.
Our days here are quickly coming to their ends.
As it is almost time to say good bye to all of our friends.
Memories that feel as if
they were yesterday.
Quickly turning to flashes of moments
that seem to fade away.
People we once knew
we may look at in ten years
without the slightest clue.
And we may even think to ourselves who.
The times here we once shared,
may feel as if they were never there.
Years fly.
People die.
ANs you never know when could be your last
good bye.
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For so long no one knew,
About the little house that was blue.
It had been there, lonely for years.
Now all I hear about are the fears.
My brother told me someone died.
But I really hope he had lied.
Because that would mean there’s a ghost.
And if that’s true and I go in, I’m toast!
And mommy and daddy would miss me lots.
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The woods are scary.
The wood is where it happened.
So quiet and dark.
Why did I go in?
I was warned about these woods.
Some don’t make it out.
I approached the path.
Trees screaming for me to leave.
I went any way.
I walked quietly.
They didn’t hear my loud screams.
No way to turn back.
I opened my eyes.
Those never found were with me.
Never to be free
I’m really hungry for some yummy cake.
It is going to be a happy day.
The baker better not make it taste fake.
All of my friends and I down by the bay.
I can’t wait to get on the floor and dance.
I’m bouncing to the beat of the music.
I really hope that I don’t lose my pants.
Dancing so much I might even lose it.
It’s finally time to open the gifts.
Anticipation is building in me.
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