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Poem - Sierra Brundage

There once was a fallen boy in the midst of a broken stash of days in the sunshine,

Life vests and silver dollars for the dreamers that wish in the flooded drinking fountain,  

There is hope for a future out in the middle of space surrounded by an empty slate,  

If you are ever feeling lost in the water please remember to always Roan Roan Roan your boat.

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