The Beautiful Poem by JackC

You  are  as  cold  as  freezing September.                                                                                                                         You  are  a  ice  block  in  December.                                                                                                                                 You are a horse-shoe stranded in the middle of the ocean.

You are an alien abandoned on a soft, creepy planet.

You are a smell of a beautiful flower in a dark forest.

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