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They are everything to me
Small
Quiet
Interesting
Past, future
Wandering dreams
Forever
They know me so well
And yet they have no mind
We speak as old friends
And yet they cannot speak
They are the bandages to my wounds
And yet they are not
They are my family
But to any other they are insignificant toys
They are sad and they are happy
They are my soul and my life
Yet they are not big enough
We will always find a way to be together no matter where we are

Happy and Sad


By Annie (Year 7)

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