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A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts. Lemon trees grow. Palm trees loom over in the dark ocean sky. The morning is nigh. As the sun rises deeper into the blue ocean,…
A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts. Lemon trees grow. Palm trees loom over in the dark ocean sky. The morning is nigh. As the sun rises deeper into the blue ocean,…
A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts. Lemon trees grow. Palm trees loom over in the dark ocean sky. The morning is nigh. As the sun rises deeper into the blue ocean,…
By victor rodriguez To my house inmagine tools Around the house Two dogs Running around the house Smelling like Mexican Food all day and everyday that's what I like.
I walked down Waltham st I seen the beautiful blue and white Blooming sky above me I smelled the salty water By the pond The segals squeak all day And night Through the streets. I passed by my neighbors house…
Home The wind breathing In your face as you look up at my Home You’d smell the freshly cut grass From the neighbors’ You’d hear the birds Chirping from the trees But what you see May not look too beautiful…
My place is packed Sometimes dishes are left untouched and piled with crust. Sometimes there's a rack full of sparkling glasses, bowls, and plates,but my place isn't always like this...homely I least I call it home,butimnotsureifitis i hate to admit.…