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Constructing, creating, communicating, collaborating, and thinking critically in grade 5.

April 26, 2019
by 26b23sara
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color poem by sarah

                                 What is Black?

 

Black is night, space and light.

Black is the smell of crazy flight.

Black is the taste of a dead heart.

Black is the sound of a scratching door in a scary house.

Black is the touch of a bloody moving hand.

The age of Black is an old man who died.

Black moves like a pilot flag.

Black is the end of our life.

 

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