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SuperSmart
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This is my favorite poem that I have written.
Ancient Secrets
Crumbling temples
Are very old
Withstanding the actions of hundreds of years
Hunks of rock lay on the ground
Under them plants start to grow.
Carvings still show on the stone
Worn away through the years
Hundreds of secrets wait to be told
Hidden in the temple, gray and cold.
Will these ancient peoples lives
Ever be unveiled?
Who knows the answers this temple holds?
Do u like it?
Crumbling temples
Are very old
Withstanding the actions of hundreds of years
Hunks of rock lay on the ground
Under them plants start to grow.
Carvings still show on the stone
Worn away through the years
Hundreds of secrets wait to be told
Hidden in the temple, gray and cold.
Will these ancient peoples lives
Ever be unveiled?
Who knows the answers this temple holds?
Do u like it?