Miranda Aguilar

Rookie (7-19-97 / Fresno, CA)

S.O.S

The water was so clear
It left shadows of the faraway deer
The breathe of the wnd and air
Made me wonder how should i care of the sound of death
As i listen to the ocean sizzle
the way it felt left my hand numb
The grass was as green as a green thumb
The trees were rougher than a bull's skin
The birds sang all morning and

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