Open Poetry #8 |
Races |
EroseGrover Junior Member
since 2000-07-09
Posts 44SD,CA 92126 |
When I walk down the street so many diffrent races I see all so diffrent in many ways They are all hand in hand loveing each other as should be Suddenly I woke relizing its just a dream. but Does it have to be a dream when we hold hand in hand walking down the street This is one of my first poems I wrote thought i might as well share |
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