Exit thought

A poem I wrote for my AP lit class before graduating.

1.   Fragile flower blossoming, the harsh winds have subsided to a calming breeze. Be brave like the butterflies that have broken out of their cocoons, join the sparrows in their songs to spring. The cunning little fox runs with glee. While rushing waters unfrozen run wild, splashing and slashing by no means delaying they’ve got some where to be. Hope gives light even in a sea of darkness, ambition and determination shall be your compass. Young girl with the heart for knowledge the paths are cleared of snow. What are you waiting for? Go blossoming into this world; leave a mark of your own.

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I already bought my graffiti paint.