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Home Subway trains going fast A small bird in the sky The kids on the streets There’s too many cars I’m not sure of my way I don’t want to stay I miss all the trees 2007-04-21 Askoga: This is good. It's touching. 2007-04-21 Jenna Rose: Thank you. It's just something that came to mind while I was thinking... The third line of each was supposed to only be one word, but I couldn't make it fit that way.[Jenna Rose]: 150.Poetry.Hom
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Written April 20th 07
Copyright © Jennifer Radford
Noisily speeding past
Me
Soars up high
Away - away from all of this
With no shoes for their feet
Cry
And way too many bars
Here
Nor of what to say
I’m lost
I want to go far away
Like the little bird
The smell of fresh-cut grass on the breeze
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