Mood Poem: Untitled
By Evey, Stage 4
Going to my plane ready for Tokyo
Holding my suitcase while eating my satay
Reaching the gate saying “bye” to my mates
Tripping in the airport would be a disaster
and as soon as I think that I try to fall when I open my eyes I am sitting in bed.
“Oh what a dream”.
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