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Spring 2019                                                                                        Page 4

           Perspective                                            But here on earth we hide from home and end up in an
                                                                         urn.
           By Carter MacPhee, Grade 10                            Occasionally, the bravest ones will build a rocket ship
           A minute in a cotton cloud                             And shoot themselves into the black, determination on
           Is a lifetime on the ground                                   their hip

           You can spend forever searching proud                  But these ones have lost the truth and forgot the easiest
           But above all truths are found                                way
                                                                  Is to close your eyes and feel the wind and gently start to
           We build these spaces on the Earth to keep us safe from       sway
                  harm
           But these walls, they separate us, the real cause for alarm  At first, it is a child’s game, one that we all know
                                                                  But soon a voice creeps in the door and carefully starts
           Four walls and a roof - a toothless thing - they say that we       to show
                  all need
           But turn your eyes up to the skies and watch the heavens    The secrets hidden in the black are the same behind our
                  bleed                                                  eyes
                                                                  And all we need is time and space to pry away the lies
           We come from above, all stars and dust, longing to return
                                                                  Our friends are all and different is the same, no matter
                                                                         color or creed
                                                                  If only we can see us in others, the world we start to feed

                                                                  Enveloping the human race, hands held tight together,
                                                                  Peace is our anthem, love our language and we’ll be One
                                                                          forever.











































                                                                       (Above) Together Again, Laney Cardenas, Grade 12,
                                                                                     Digital painting.
            (Above) The Silent Statue, Sophia Pensula, Grade 10, Watercolor.
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