No JonahsA Poem by LunaJonah is a person that does bad stuff
What do the whales say
calling to one another on their extended wave-lenghts? Why suppose that it is language? It is pain searching for an echo. It is regret for a world that has men in it Shadows are without weight in water Yet bleed their litres to the harpoon They reversed humen history So that land is the memory of whence They once came They are drawn to it to drown As we are to the sea Their immense brain cannot save them; Can ours Launching us into fathomless altitudes Save us!
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Added on October 16, 2022 Last Updated on October 16, 2022 AuthorLunaHo chi minh, Korean, South KoreaAboutI am a student at BIS HCMC. I am in year 8 and love astronomy. You can call me Bella also. My hobby is writing poems; I hope many people see it. :)) more..Writing
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