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Sometimes I am still in high school feeling alone like a fool on the margins an arm’s length away a nobody with nothing to say just out of pace chosen last for one side in a game but I graduated moved into the world to find my place but at times I get in a clinch and still feel on the fringe.
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Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC
On the Fringe
Sometimes I am still in high school feeling alone like a fool on the margins an arm’s length away a nobody with nothing to say just out of pace chosen last for one side in a game but I graduated moved into the world to find my place but at times I get in a clinch and still feel on the fringe.
glenn-currier
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Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC
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