By Joonha Hwang
when there was no one to talk to
the wind came, became a friend
never asked before
as ever, waiting for me there
i’ll be thinking about you
Welcome to our SWordPlay pages, where students gather as poets, sages. Here we’ll hone our writing skills, pour out thoughts, spill ink from quills. Here we’ll sharpen two-edged swords, thrust and parry, play with words. May this be a place where word-blocks are built, where letters of fabric are stitched into quilts; where sim’les are smudged and metaphors mixed, where licence is given and spelling is fixxed. Dear Reader, we thank you for being our guest; go now in peace on your own WordQuest.
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