2014 Twist and Shout Scholarship Slam
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On a wet and windy noon, I feel the rain and the pain as I run. Aware that the day will end soon, I return home after great fun. When nights fall, I sit in my room and fear
Apples galoreCrisp fall airSunshine foreverplays with your hair. Hay mazes andPumpkin patches.Again the world whorls.Your breath catches.
Now the summer has come and gone. The school year starts like the break of dawn. On the far horizon I see its glow. What lies ahead? I do not know. I'll find out soon, I have no doubt.