RESTORE
To Mrs. Ortega my ACL teacher for teaching us this. Never forget the language of thy youthful creations.
There is a language that disappears as you progress,
Or stays if you will it to.
The very thought of the language brings back memories,
It is relishing and savoring to the mind of thee.
Of creativity and imagination to those who live not plan,
Some of whom plan and forget of this precious treasure.
The language of thy youth,
Will it ever relinquish the respected?
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Like always, please suggest and critique.
Do not copy with out asking thank you.
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