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Sky
When the moon knocks on the door
The Sun walks out the old wooden creaking door
Sky is a piece of paper to draw The Sun always fills it by scrawl
He takes a bite of hot tender melting chocolate fudge And, in a second, checks millions stars on a page
The sticky and mushy fudge covers his fingers That is his extra bread, no annoyance or angers
When the Sun starts to draw something for fun A lot of colors get excited because of the Sun
He fills the sky by fresh deep-blue
And he attaches some white clouds using glue
Sometimes he invites the rainbow
Who makes the sky mysterious and mellow
He starts to color the blanks
He never forgets coloring flanks
When he gets tired of drawing Nothing goes to bed he with doing
Then the stars creep out the room of the Sun Start to erase all doodles of the Sun
Yiji Kim `14
Avenue of Endless Possibilities
Newly painted roads
So fresh and clean
The yellow lines burst from the pavement As the moon begins to sheen
With the night sky above me
And the stars illuminating the street The whole world stands before me Yet I walk feeling incomplete
The last piece of me has been broken Now I wander through the night
You have deadened my spirit
Now the flame in my heart must reignite
But as I walk I know I am free Free to roam everyday Forever aimless
But never astray.
Jess Andel `15
Sideview Mirror, Michael Zele `15
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