Echos Of The Night
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Tanya Gholami, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2018
Everynight, the black sky whispers in my ears
The stars create a picture that I would always remember
The warm quilt, soft pillow, envelope my body
I forget everything, even those who say sorry
The light of my candle, I blow it away
I sleep, waiting to start a brand new day.