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pearmintsquid Stand some stones and see if they fall.
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This poetic structure is called a Petrarchan sonnet. I found it a little hard to write but I love the finished product!

kenopsia

There's a place just beyond the hill, It's pretty and big just like here, But it's streets are empty and clear, We'll climb the buildings there, we will,

We'll make that place not dead, not still, We'll make that place just like here. Here. Wait for it all to disappear, Humanity, we will instill.

Pretty and big, it won't be that, But it'll be home, even and sane, Through our conquest, we will obtain New dreams: ones where we aren't afraid, Where there is no crazed diplomat,

Where we'll die, Where we'll wish we stayed.

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