Essay of a High schooler first edition of many :
Poetry...
It's tricky,
It slips through hands like a snake,
But if you have the right sake,
This art is yours to take.
I'm no fool nor am I smart,
This introduces my art,
The dark is coming,
As this poem is for shadowing.
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