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Sep 2013
As I walk these halls full of kids
I feel as if i'm the only one
Aimlessly wondering down these yellow halls
I don't even notice my friends as they try to get a word out
My head held high & strait...........My eyes only looking towards the end
Keeping my distance from the overly large windows
Like you could just walk out of it to the ground
Alone, you would fall
In reality you would fall with many.
Tavia Robshaw
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Tavia Robshaw  Maine
(Maine)   
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