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Feb 2012
Malcom sat in the corner.
He did not know why.
Just kinda sat there.

The lesson went on.
Malcom fegited.
On his stool.

He put his hand up.
Only to be ignored.

Malcom.

Knew the answer.
None of the others did.

Malcom smiled.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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