Poetry

Holding the sweet, red candy up to my burning eyes, I'm eager to bite it all in a blink of every eye. This is, you know, a prize my mom gave it to me For being such a good boy that one could've ever been. I did the dos, undid the wrongs; I'm now ready to enjoy the results. With all the miseries, I'm now through. Looking at my sweet candy, now, I know Dreams do come true.

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Giving my candy the last look, I put it in my mouth for good. The red candy is suspiciously too bittersweet – though. Artificially colored, and flavored Nothing natural – though.

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