What are you in the galaxy?-by Megan

You are a lost piece of rubber trying to find his beloved motorbike,

You are number seven with jagged lines ,

you are a little laughing lamb leaping joyfully in a forgiving field fortress,

you are the memory of my great grandma face,

you are the impossible things like ;
dark light,
sweet sea,
flexible obsidian,
blank book.

You are Australia with snakes, heat and gold on beaches,

you are the relaxing sleep many have at night,

you are the end of the world,

you are the end of the poem.





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