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    Kasey commented on the post, Trump Protest

    Dear Jessie,
    I love this poem its short but has lots of meaning and that’s really interesting to me. But one thing I would have liked is that you should have started the poem with ”I want-for president” that would have made the poem a little better to find for me personally. But the fact that you didn’t do that didn’t make it basic,so good work.

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    Kasey commented on the post, Where I'm From

    Well Elliot,
    This poem really left me thinking and being curious about this. Its was a really expressive poem and had (how should I say this) had a lot of you in it. Very good

    ps. the the Shrek pic

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    I have a small object found on a beach shining across the beach
    by the sunlight gleaming down on the small ridge object
    Where does this little finger-length come from the beach witch beach
    Beneath the sand, it

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    I have a small object found on a beach shining across the beach by the sunlight gleaming down on the small ridge object Where does this little finger-length come from the beach witch beach Beneath the sand, it hides waiting to be...

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    • I like how you only have the name of the object in the title. During the poem you kept it hidden, while giving hints of what it was. Even without seeing the title I would have known what is was.

    • Kasey-
      Your poem’s imagery is fantastic! I can really imagine the scene you describe, There are few poems that can make you see things like that. Your line “Above it, the sharp edges making a new shape within the sand
      The object stays hidden begging to be found” is very interesting. Good job!

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    I remember when I first learned how to ride a bike
    I remember when I first went to school
    I remember when my sister first yelled at me and felt guilty
    I remember what my so-called best friend did to me a few years

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    I remember when I first learned how to ride a bike I remember when I first went to school I remember when my sister first yelled at me and felt guilty I remember what my so-called best friend did to me a...

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