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Ginger Albers, Grade 5
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Poetry
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2015
It danced wildly against the periwinkle sky.
It blazed down its golden curtains.
It shone brighter than a million stars.
It dozed sleepily behind the fluffy clouds.
It looked down at us with its fiery eye.
It lazed comfortably and waited.
It waited, for its time to disappear.
Very slowly, as the periwinkle turned to navy... It did.