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Nov 2019
I sit and look,
At children around,
Sitting, chatting,
Playing games they found.

I sit alone,
And watch them play,
Thinking about them,
In another day.

What they aspire,
To do with their lives,
Is currently ignored,
As this room thrives.

But I'm watching,
Waiting for their move,
To life, themselves,
They are trying to prove.

So I sit, listen,
Wait for them to act,
I’ve mastered this skill,
Attention, I will not attract.
Carla
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Carla  17/F/Australia
(17/F/Australia)   
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