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"Brush" poem
"Brave" poem
5/15/2011
Chill
The chilly glares
The icy stares
The feeling of being surrounded by bears
Horns blaring
Insults flying
Trying, trying
Avoiding the eyes
Of people nearby
As you learn
How to drive
(im sure every new driver feels this way;)
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