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Sep 2016
The elephant in the room
was a kid in the high school cafeteria
with an acoustic guitar.

Meandering forlornly through the aisles
hoping that someone would listen to him
stumble through the opening chords to "Crazy Train."

He was just trying to fit in, same as I,
but God did I hate him for it.
JR Rhine
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JR Rhine  24/M/Lexington Park, MD
(24/M/Lexington Park, MD)   
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