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The Lake

By Emma

 

Itís a lake that goes on and on.

I go farther out

But still I can touch.

The waves are trying

To take me back

To shore.

The waves feel like

Iím running into

Walls.

But I can still

Touch.

I keep going till

I canít see the shore.

Time to go back.

The water has given me

Something Iíll never forget.