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Hi Renee Trenton ![]() This poem is a part of "Game of Thrones" ![]() ![]() Overall Impression: This is a dark poem, dear author. It contains a lot of truth, though. The world isn't a pleasant place. Once we are born, we begin to die. Our bodies begin to fail us at a steady pace. Illness consumes us. We glorify money and power. We judge our own looks, and others' looks, rather than celebrating our differences. We fight, always fight in one way or another, for one so-called cause or another. We pollute, and destroy... so what is our reason for being here? Your poem expresses this doubt very well. It paints a picture of the nastiness around us. Yet, considering we do reflect on our reality, rather than carry on without a thought, I feel that there is hope. On the technical side of things, this poem reads well. I could easily find the rhythm and the flow. Suggestions: I don't have any suggestions about the content of the poem - I spotted no errors there. What suggestions I have are about the presentation: ![]() ![]() My Rating: I thought that this is a good, powerful poem. I'm glad that I stumbled upon it. I did have a couple of suggestions, but none on the actual content. So, I will give your item a rating of 5 out of 5. Thank you for sharing your work, and write on! Kit ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
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