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Poetry I like

This was originally an email. I wanted to continue adding to it, so now it's here.



Wind rushes past me
I close my eyes in pure love
Whoopsies! I just crashed!

—Silas Ronco, second grader, found in a book in hotel room, Seattle, 2015

release yourself now that nothing

—Anonymous, found on 'create your own poem' magnet board, Portland, 2015

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