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Nov 2013
I sit in class
In a hard chair
Day after day after day
Surrounded
But completely alone
Staring at the
Board
Desk
Hands
Paper
Ceiling
Walls
Posters
Anything
Anything at all
So that I don't have to look
I don't have to see
The faces
And the eyes
Of
Students
Teachers
Children in grown up bodies
Pretending that they are
Very very big
When it's okay
To be
Very very small
Elizabeth Ann
Written by
Elizabeth Ann  Washington, United States
(Washington, United States)   
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