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Sep 2015
Stiffly he sits
Beside me
Tense, silent and aware.
I sit
Beside him
Uncomfortable, rejected and confused.
My first day,
New student.
His reaction an attempt
To push me away.
But why?
I am new.
I have no friends.
Why isolate me
To a land of me, myself and I?
Today, he sits beside me
Without regret or negative remark
For I
Reached out to him
When he
Would not reach out
To me
Mak Waddle
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