WHERE I COME FROMA Poem by yashmita13WHERE I COME FROM crunching leaves a smell of the chilling breeze snakes, beetles, butterflies dancing around as the wind goes by sleeping with stars above your eyes and the mysterious sounds from the caves missing it all as my flight flies high knowing it'll never be the same dried lakes; no fish to swim no leaves to shade you from the harsh sunlight insects and bees not coming out to play anymore tonight i have come back, but to what? the leaves on ground or the factory smoke? the place where i was before this isn't where i come from......but the place that was here not-so-long ago the place where i cry laugh, eat and dance the only place i could feel the sky the place that i came from the place that now has gone.
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12 Reviews Added on July 28, 2014 Last Updated on July 28, 2014 Authoryashmita13AboutA system takes care of the detail work for you, freeing up your time and your mind so you can focus on activities that Generate Income. The last thing you need to worry about is all the detail work of.. more..Writing
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