Diagnosis 9A Poem by Melanie Jane Boicourt ShanksMy diagnosis is I'm magic, And that is why my life is tragic. I am still learning how to hatch it. My diagnosis is I'm magic. My diagnosis is I'm magic. I have a dream world that's pelagic. You'd really like it. It's fantastic. My diagnosis is I'm magic. My diagnosis is I'm magic. The door is open. Just unlatch it. No need to worry; you can't catch it. My diagnosis is I'm magic. 4/17/2016 © 2016 Melanie Jane Boicourt ShanksReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 17, 2016 Last Updated on April 17, 2016 AuthorMelanie Jane Boicourt ShanksFort Wayne, INAboutI have been writing since I knew how. Before that I would just draw pictures to tell a story. My true passion is poetic lyrics. That is mostly what I am inspired to write. I have been dabbling in othe.. more..Writing
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