Nothing is as it Seems

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When busses pass where once were stops

And empty sit the lining shops,

When skies are still blue,

And the trees, still green,

But nothing is messy, nor dirty, nor clean

And birds sing a key lower as the ocean hum rumbles,

And acorns quicken as they tumble.

When the sailboat mass leans,

And the black light beams,

It feels as if nothing is as it seems.

Published by Rose Elise

High school student who forgets things so quickly she needs to log them. The West Vancouver Beacon’s “Talkative Teen." Summer student at The School of the New York Times. Miss Teen Personality BC 2021, Miss Teen Greater Vancouver 2019-, Miss Canadian Inspiration Ambassador 2021 Facebook: @greatervancouvergal Instagram: @roseofvancouver Twitter: @LepinRose

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