Language is the thread that weaves together the fabric of society, connecting us all in a tapestry of communication

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We embark on a journey through landscapes of literature, where each page holds the promise of enlightenment

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With each lesson, we sculpt sentences, mold paragraphs and craft narratives shaping minds and futures.

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Beneath the table
There stood a sugar glider
Wagging it's tail
Wondering were to leave
Bewildered by those foot steps
Tucked it's head underneath
Hoping for a beam of light
That'd vanish it's quail.

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There she stood by the woods, facing the dark night with those eyes full of hope, longing to meet the one that vanished into ashes.

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Bring back those disheartening memories
That will make you stronger.

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I like myself
But
I love the mirror
that reflects my true self

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To him I pitched
He called me a witch
So I ditched
He called me a bitch
But I found my niche

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Shine brightly as even the shooting stars would glance at your beam

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