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Apr 2017
She shed her tears on my shoulder,
She hugged me so hard,
She didn't want me to leave her,
"I'm going to go get my food", I told her,
When I came back to sit with her,
Her other friend was there taking over,
Her friend wasn't like her,
Her friend was mean and bolder. . .
AaliyahGisele
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AaliyahGisele  20/F/Tuskegee
(20/F/Tuskegee)   
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   --- and Geetha Jayakumar
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