Day Six of NaPoWriMo:
My stomach of knowledge hungers for more
Snacks and facts do not satisfy i anymore.
It growing and shaping into something so big.
When I was younger it was once slightly bigger than a fig.
No matter how much I study and try to learn lots
It growls, twisting and turning itself into knots.
The knowledge I grave needs with stainable substance.
The world is filled with it- I'll go the distance.
I'll go to places where I'll be fed.
Find me in classrooms, libraries- where those who starve dread.
The more I know, I'll gain more power.
And maybe the growling will stop in my final hour.
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