Something.A Poem by Winter of '97 Another little scribble Have you ever felt like running away? Not because there’s something to run from, but someplace else to be? Something else to do? Something else to wish? Something else to dream? Something more? Something less? Something. © 2012 Winter of '97Author's Note
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Winter of '97AboutHey(: I'm fourteen years old and was born in New Zealand(: though im also a British citizen(: I love writing but can never seem to finish anything!! more..Writing
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