Gazing Moon
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Jade Stirling, Grade 8
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Poetry
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2015
All day long
I float, I sit
Not much I’d admit
Down below a world glows, vibrant greens, deep blue seas
It sounds rather nice but think twice
Some fighting beastly battles, some in poverty, others horrifyingly hateful
But in the dark there are sparks that light up catching fire, they’re the ones that really matter and keep me watching
all day long