Nothing changed me, Poetry by Miriam Beza

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Genre: Family, War, Society Nothing changed me by Miriam Beza A mountain river flowing over rocks, sometimes dry and sometimes flooding, sometimes quiet as a lake and sometimes falling from a height, That’s I, and nothing ever changed me. The same sun red in summers, cold and pale in winters…

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Him, Poetry by Macy Shea

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Genre: Sad, Relationship Him by Macy Shea She was fire She was the rain She was mentally strong He was metal He was the air He was physically strong He was her motivation to get up every morning and carry on She was his motivation to smile everyday and try…

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