Illutions Poem by Hana 1225
Illutions
Stories that end
The wasted times
The passed days
People i met
People I knew
People I forgot
The blowing wind
The falling leaves
The old classrooms
The place I sat on
The times I
fell asleep upon the desk
Old jokes
Old days
Childhood
Those seem like illutions
However, they were
Beautiful illutions
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To people i knew, to those that I have forgot, to those that i would know in the future
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