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I am a feather drifting from a bird
I am a card swaying from the table
I am the leaves floating during fall
I am all things falling slowly to the surface
And when I land
I will seep into the ground
And let the soil engulf me
And the creatures consume my innards
Until I’ve become one
With nature
And God
And Myself

Alexis Potebnya, 15, lakewood high, USA


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