Emilie Strand Poems

I can feel the sun warming
I can see the flowers bloom
I can hear the birds sing
But I can not feel joy
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My friends are all talking about how great the world is
How they love to explore their minds and,
how they love the realization of how much there is out there.
And I just sit there nodding, silently disagreeing.
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Beautiful, he whispered
Ugly, I screamed

Beautiful, he said
Sad, I cried
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