by Krystal Sansone, age 11

I peer outside my window
Waiting for a surpise
Though, I find nothing
I curiously close my eyes

I wonder through the grassy plains
Gazing at everything in site
Longing for Inspiration
On this very single night

I paddle on the bottom of the ocean floor
That feels like a whole new sensation
But how can you breathe under the ocean depths?
Because this is the ocean of my imagination

I float in the air like a single cloud
Wherever I may roam
But I still search for INSPIRATION
To fill this very poem........

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