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poetry about life
life: quiet one
I sit in school watching
Listening to others
But I don't speak
I sit in a desk in the back of the room
I don't share my views
It doesn't mean I don't have any
I get called on unexpectedly
What was the question again?
I mumble a few words
The teacher passes on
Just another day slips by
--licoricegurl
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