Sometimes shatter my
Sandcastle that I made
As a naughty girl .
Sometimes wipe out my
Name that I wrote
As my kindergarten teacher
Sometimes she kisses on
My feet gently as my lover .
Sometimes she kicks me
As a wrestler .
But always as a moving stage
She reflects the play at the sky
Where clouds, birds and the stars are actors
And it is
lightening by the sun and moon.
A good one.
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DeleteLovely, beautiful imaginary.
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DeleteLovely poem.
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DeleteWell done in this.
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