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Nov 2016
maybe all of this quietness
can fill my empty heart
that's really something strange
but I can't help it
you know, we all play a part
hopefully this will never change.
Sadness has taken over,
over hearts and faces
we force ourselves to mutter a word
to fill the empty spaces.
You really can't look them in the eye
I say this; now listen
so I've tried
we spend our long, sad, and dreary days simply reminiscin'.

You can't help but look at the spaces
and think
maybe just maybe*
*i could bring smiles to faces.
I am in class and I've finished before everyone else.
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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