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Aug 2015
Walking down the hallway,
Its my first day,
I feel alienated,
As well as irritated,
I keep moving every year,
Sometimes here, sometimes there.

New friends, new house,
New appearance, new blouse,
New crush, new admirers,
New enemies, new fighters.

But this particular day i can never forget,
For i set my eyes on a particular someone i just met,
As he locked his eyes on me,
I blushed in response looking away ready to flea.
I move a lot. Like after every 1 or 2 years.
Arfah Afaqi Zia
Written by
Arfah Afaqi Zia  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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