Jean Calvin
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Rain
Clear droplets Of water. Falling from the Darkened sky above— Cleaning all below. Washing away All that is done To make us Ashamed, guilty, depressed, Resentful, bitter, hateful.
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Touched
I walk down the street Tripping on that one stone, That gets in the way, Causing me to fall to the ground. Bruised and battered, I stumble back up And fall back down again.
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WC-Cier, Neil, and Chopin
When I first saw him I was still playing the piano. Whenever I could I played the piano in concerts. I loved the feeling that the piano gave to me.
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Wish
Throw your hand towards the sky. To the darkened scene above, Littered with glowing specks. Point there And think of everything— What you hope to be, What you love, What makes you you, Your wish. Cherish it, Hold it deep in your heart And never forget it. If you keep it close Your hopes, Your love, Your wish, Will come true.
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WC-What it Means to be King
That morning had begun like any other. I was pleasantly enjoying my slumber when the light of the morning crept through my chamber curtains. It instantly dawned upon my face, pulling me from my sleep. "Confounded light! I yelled towards my curtains. "How dare you wake me?! The hatred against the light was quickly subsided since nothing could be done about it. The sun was a foolish thing that danced above the creatures of the earth. Nevertheless, I had been woken up and needed to prepare for the day. Hobbling across the room rang the maid servant's bell innumerable times. "Kimei! Kimei! Get in here, Kimei! I need to be tended to! I yelled hobbling across the room to my bed. Kimei entered the chamber just as I began to yell again.
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