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Author: beatrice is hot  PM
I hate poetry. Or, I meanI hate analysis of poetry. Why can't you just let a nice thing stay the way it is? This is short. Read it, because it'll brighten your day. Review it, because you'll brighten mine.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 41 - Reviews: 5 - Published: 02-25-07 - id: 2325191
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I really hope that
(years and years from now)
when someone finds this poem
no one looks for its hidden meaning.
Because I can tell you right now:
this poem has no meaning
and it is certainly
no metaphor
for life.
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