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Oct 2011
Him
Across the class,
            past the sea of faces—
I lock my eyes on him—
We stare for a moment
            in a dance of questioning eyes,
                        of observation and wonder.
I **** away
            with a smile on my face,
      he was looking back at me.
Anora Anakaya
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Anora Anakaya
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