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Stand Tall


Babies are crying, While adults are going to work, Children playing up and down the streets, Everybody laughing until reality sets in, Wondering how bills will be paid Teenagers struggling between schoolwork and home lives Families are ripped apart A child here and a child there Daily activities now a struggle Rather than fun and exciting Technology growing faster each and every day Cell phones, television, laptops, clothes It’s all a trend Eventually all falls But unlike toys, people we stand tall and proud For one reason we call home America
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My name is Destiny and I love to write poetry. I love going to church, reading, and much more. If you browse my poetry please critique it. I love getting opinions on it. I want to expand my knowledge. My inspiration comes from every where.

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