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Sep 2016
my story is rolling through
expanses of grasses and
growing with the plants in Durfee.
My life is 28 stories of deep red brick,
reflecting over the campus pond.
My story is spelled out clearly in the 3.6
million volumes held in the W.E.B. Du Bois Library.
If you listen carefully,
my story can be heard amongst the
buzzing of people through dining commons,
lecture halls or in line waiting for the bus.
Victoria Capaldo
Written by
Victoria Capaldo  Massachusetts
   NV and Keith Wilson
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