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Aug 2020
Where’d the sidewalk go
I used to wonder this
As I flipped through the pages
Hoping one of them would
Answer the riddle I created
Now all I ponder
Is why my next step
Seems to sink me
Lower and lower
Written by
Fry  16/M
(16/M)   
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   atticus wilson
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