Creative writing poem

Creative writing poem - They share this bond, this bond I...

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The story of an angel I stand so high, Almost touching the sky. Looking down at these humans I can feel what they think. Some working-out, some barely even looking This lady sitting on the edge, stares at me longingly I can tell she is an artist, she draws me so well. People from around the world come to look at me They take pictures and frame it, proving how important I shall be. I observe this couple, they look beautiful together indeed.
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Unformatted text preview: They share this bond, this bond I never could understand Staring at me and the pond, kissing each other softly. I stare at an infant, wanting to play with the water I look down upon. With those little fingers, those cute little eyes. Staring at me giggling, oh how I long to hold thee. However, I shall not waste a minute of my time Cherishing the people of New York with clean water eternally....
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This note was uploaded on 02/06/2011 for the course ENGL 300 taught by Professor Paul during the Fall '10 term at CUNY Hunter.

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