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Rated: · Poetry · Drama · #1674148

A poem for one of the girls in my class

As she walked though the door
As the poeple whisperd about her
She held her head high
She didn't cry
She went off to class
ready to start a new day
A new
A new
Today was new
everthing and anything could change
New
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