A big poem on circles. Plz as fast as you can.
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Answer:
The earth we live is a circle.
Hot hot sun is a circle.
The cool moon is a circle.
Delicious orange is a circle.
Bangles we wear too is a circle.
Hey…The ball we play is also a circle.
Children! Now We all know
What a circle is!
Step-by-step explanation:
#Circles#
wander through trees hearing centuries' voices
which loom out intention of circle choices
treading ground feet bare, grass pushes
dead between my toes; tells of longing
both open and close
make a circle of wilting moss onto ground,
sit inside, smell earthen air as sorrows or
darkness bind
skies of gray, skies of steel wrapped in gifts for those
shadow walking...
on energies left by voices in chant talking
put on the black within the dark, few will see the
lark without light
free flight sight, birds of night
prance circles never end, the round of
no beginning nor an end
feel breeze caressing through long
hair... slither through the gazing stare
follow circles of magick lock; underneath
black birds of flock
moon round full, blue and burst, given
life to those chosen first
Black left ashes of a circle rift only
few can spell a shift
hope it helps you❤❤❤❤❤