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Apr 2012
Sitting in silence,
Not all notice the girl,
Sitting at the back of the room,
Her black hair falling between her eyes.
She blows the wisps out of the way,
Continues analysing.
Watching couples ****** each other,
She gags.
Eliza Jane
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Eliza Jane  australia
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