the Questing poem
The Question poem
What is lonely? A little girl cold and dull in the corner of a city crying.
What is small? A wolf pup playing and jumping and a mouse scrambling away.
What is large? Rainforest with elephants and a tiger hunting down its prey.
What is cold? The evil smile of a devil and the blood of a little boy’s cut.
What is hot? The dreadful scream of the awoken volcano and the lava burning your heart.
Harry p5
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