Remember that time we dreamt in colour,
Though our films were black and white,
We thought nothing was impossible,
And if we tried, we might,
Fly away on a rocket ship,
Ride a star into the night,
Fight a monster, or 2, or 3,
And never cower in fright,
We were pretty babydolls,
We were soldiers that could fight,
Always thought we'd stop the baddies,
And only do what was right.
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Poems and Random Descriptions
RandomRandom things that I like to write when I feel bursts of inspiration. Most of them will likely be poems.
