Kensy Jean


Whoosh flowing through the door
The state of mind in the air so we can soar
As I hear laughter in the air I remember this is language arts class. So miracles will come through the door
As we wrote a poem together it was nice but I felt energy was sweet as cotton candy so it was a delight
So when I close my eyes I will see the next day and I will keep this in my memory as the best day

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