Thursday, March 27, 2014

She was like the sun.  Like a warm day with sun and joy. She was good and nice. She will live as long as the sun will shine. He trust his poem.
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  1. Bent01 April, 2014 20:00

    Nice condensation of the poem. It comes as a surprise when we all of a sudden hear of a "he", though. Better to say "The poet trusts his poem". Under any circumstances it has to be "trusts". Maybe you wanted to use the past tense, but that would be "trusted" - and that is a two-syllable word!

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