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I found a poem I wrote at 7 years old, but I cannot decipher it.
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The seagulls can't go over the sea because there is no sea. I see the seagulls but no sea! Though there is a spelling bee!
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Also found a much more coherent poem but it kind of scares me:
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The pink pig blinked. He drowned in the sink. His shirt will shrink. I said, "Don't play with my ink!"
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