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Jul 2013
We refused to sit
until they brought us our own table.
I ended up sitting next to you
something I hadn't done in a while.
But we both gave a smile,
with a friendly-stranger hello.

There's a picture of all of us.
I am tilted face down, but
not from sadness this time.
We all had on different faces
I hope that photo never erases.

Because we took the world and made sure to stand
until they brought us our own table.
One of the many super old poems I found in my old notebook.
Jessie
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   K3410N and Kimberly Brown
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