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Going Home MAG

October 2, 2009
By monnnster GOLD, Congers, New York
monnnster GOLD, Congers, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"I'd rather pick flowers instead of fights"


The sky silenced its roar
The downpour came to an end
Stranded in this land of trees
on this dark, humid night
The clouds faded away,
welcoming this nightly glow
My worries scurried off my shoulders;
Thoughts of going home
warmed my pruned fingertips
My sneakers sunk through the mud,
twigs snapped under my feet
Tree branches drooped,
dripped tiny raindrops
on my cold, drenched hair
I leaped from rock to rock,
dodging the leftovers
of tonight's weather
My eyes drawn to the light
This, my destination
I made it out of the forest
I gazed at the dark night
as the clouds returned
to hide the moon's angelic light
The sky began its racket
as the rain started all over again,
just in time for my departure



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