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Tuesday, October 10, 2006


Poetry
Both me and my sister write poetry, we took a class on it together,

SNOW

Burried alive in a thick layer of snow,
My life begins to shatter.
Burried alive in a thick layer of snow,
I'm breathing my last breath.
Burried slive in a thick layer of snow,
My heart stops beating.
Burried alive in a thick layer of snow,
I realize...
How lucky I am, to be free from this hell biten world.
THANK YOU

~Hanabi

And this is a story of hope, she hoped for a better life after her death.

The girl's name was Fusara, one of my best friends, she died in a blizzerd, a few years ago.

Dedicated to all of the people who have died, in an icey tomb

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