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Yeah, here are some poems that I wrote for English.

One Window Is All I Need.  

One window is all I need…
Too see the differences between light and dark.
To feel the wind upon my face.
To believe in others.
To sense the power underneath others eyes.
To know the fate of the world…
 

I AM…
 

I am the artist and the canvas.
I wonder who I’ll be.
I hear the tick of time, wasting away.
I see the potential of a blank canvas.
I want to see the beauty of the world.  
I am the artist and the canvas.
 

I pretend to be the paint washing down the sink.  
I feel the breath of the trees.
I touch the lines between imagination and reality.
I worry about the loss of creativity.
I cry when the pages stay blank.
I am the artist and the canvas.
 

I understand why the paint cracks on the canvas.
I say something no-one else can hear.
I dream about a world of colour.
I try to capture every image in my mind.
I hope the ink never fades.
I am the artist and the canvas.