Jonathan Wright Poems

Through the woods and past a tree
Through the lock that has no key
Beyond the doorless wall you will find
A shortman, who is tall
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Love is not for all
For some it may not come at all
One teardropp that becomes an ocean
One word that becomes a poem
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Come to me, my Firestar
With your wings, that take you so far
Your eyes burn deep into my mind
Inside you will find
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