Air
Air is my
perfect element it is how I see me. I am curious about everything Not unemotional just tightly bound I look and listen with the intention to learn But soon I get bored and move on to something new Notes ▼
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Rules: Poetry written in the shape or form of an object. Shape poems do not have to take the form of the object it describes.  |
