Ms. Sutcliff?
I realized that I don't have a girl I like.
To be my muse, I mean.
But I still wrote a poem.
This is about a person I met a long time ago.
It doesn't rhyme.
But some of the poems we read this year didn't rhyme either.
I hope this will be all right, sir. Ma'am.
BRIGHT LIGHTThere was a brightness and a wideness at first and
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