Hi, Iβm Lucy and this week, I made:
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My English teacher once taught us
that there doesnβt need to be
a solid essay writing structure,
abandoning the 5-paragraph hamburger
we were taught in earlier grades.
I learned to hate my body
from an aunt who taught me
all about the world of
beauty products,
of applying 62 creams,
morning, night and day.
This
is a poem
about iced coffee,
but
no
regrets.
Some kids perform,
for the love
they only receive
when they are
perfect.
How nature
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€will continue on
γ
€γ
€persevering,
or is it, simply existing
γ
€irrespective
of how much
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€it will have
γ
€γ
€interacted
γ
€with us.
Today,
I spent my time
writing poetry,wondering if I could
place bread and butter
on my breakfast menu
from this sole source of creation.
I hope,I hope,
so deeply
you do not prove us wrong.