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Found Poetry 713
as kids, we would play with the ball Earth and spin it over and over like a giant marble making pretend people sick painted blue water overflowing a pointed finger with an "I want to go here" was all we needed to be happy on a map there is no real obstacle so make circle after circle
This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.
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