View From Above
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Shayeer Emanee, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2020
The earth spun round and round,
the space ship hovered alone.
I could see the clouds sliding,
right above the world.
The stars flew right above me,
the moon was a twinkling silver.
I could see Mount Everest,
towering over Malaysia.
The sun was burning hot,
melting my saliva.
I was just a metre away,
from somewhere I didn't belong.