Our first poem on the next day was to create a poem by travelling inside ourselves where we met our essence, our souls. We were then to write a poem about that very experience.
Afterwards, we walked over (in the freezing cold) to the nearby park to write poem number two. This one was to be written about what we saw only. No inside voice.
So that's how I got to write Inside and Outside. Again, I prefer the first poem, and I'm interested in what you think.
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I really liked your ending for Outside. It made me smile. Your Inside poem seemed really deep, but I could picture the scene before you so clearly in Outside. Awesome poems!
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