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nobody sat in an ugly old room


nobody sat in an ugly old room (which down so balanced many walls gloom) red orange yellow green he penned his not he wrote his was cats and dogs(both tiny and sweet) loved for nobody all so neat they danced their is they barked their not circle shape star dot people cried(so as to blame and hot they fought as cold they came yellow green red orange) and none loved him day by day time by now and paper by pen he scribbled his sad he lost his then dust by floor and wind by calm no any was given to him they joined their thems laughed their trials and hid their sad (wake frown smile and all)they masked their frowns they buried their flaws star dot circle shape (and only the birds can learn to show how children are known to learn to imitate which down so balanced many walls gloom) some day nobody lived i think (and they left to forget his name) plastic thems tossed him away by flame more by more and cause by cause all by all and inch by inch and minute by minute they kept their same nobody and nothing gone from mind hope by loss and never by no. They and them(both stiff and fake) orange yellow green red kept their ways and held their lot circle shape star dot
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Flaxygirl
Inspired by the e.e cummings poem "anyone lived in a pretty how town".

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