Prose poem

My grandmother's ranch

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My Grandfather´s candies

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my grandma's jewelry

Author's Notes/Comments: 

english class

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Dreams Fulfilled

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My grandma's frog collection

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So many things roll around from a rolling thing.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a prose poem for one of my dad's favorite hobbies. The beautiful thing about writing is that you realize many many special things, just as i did here, that you do not see easily in the everyday life.

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My Father's Office

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Dog Shape Save

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Memories

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