Lexi Harwick
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Strawberry PickingA Poem by Lexi HarwickYou know when you look through to find the darkest-red strawberry in the bowl? Well, what if I was the second-darkest but I still tasted better? //.. |
SolsticeA Poem by Lexi Harwicka plant grows towards the sun as we grow towards happiness but the sun is 93 million miles away and happiness is out of reach. //s.m. |