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the snow fell onto the earth without time

as the moon blossomed in the July sky.

who knew eyes allowed love to be a crime,

and for the gray clouds to silently cry.

 

when the sun glistened through the rain of spring,

the smiles of the people on the street dimmed.

the world knew pain and love without a ring

but didn't know the truth of those who sinned.

 

But alas when she smiled and grinned at them

The world no longer could feel hurt or grim.

She knew the power of the world with femme,

knew how to make the men bend on a whim.

 

She was what men considered scelestic;

But she knew she was simply telestic.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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