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VOX Teen Poetry: Auditory

I named him sky, the golden boy Skin bright, beams bouncing off my hippocampus cold-hearted and hot-headed So high my eyes turned red for him

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VOX Teen Poetry: Dichotomy

managing my cold sweats and nightmares is quite a task By quite a task I mean extremely difficult, seemingly impossible, and nonetheless necessary so I

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VOX Teen Poetry: DND

This is a disappearing act. It is strange how phone calls sound like alarms How alarms ring of tornado warnings How tornado warnings mirror evacuation

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