ShineA Poem by MarySo I just sat there. Looking at the perfectly painted sky change from reds and oranges to indigos, and blacks.
I watched the stars come out from their hiding spots to shine. I think people are like that too. Coming out of hiding, and shining brighter than they or anyone else thought they could.
MC
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StatsAuthorMaryvenice, FLAboutHi, I'm Mary. I'm a 15 year old girl, a feminist, and a cat lover. I enjoy writing, blogging and photography. I like sharing tea with my lovely Bradley. more..Writing
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