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The Bells

Every day… We walk Every day… They ring          ***            ***              ***                    ***      ***      ***       ***      *** Through the auburn haze of fall, The piercing chills of winter, The misty spring mornings… The stubborn sound waves drill through the air, As we trudge, scurry, and mall-walk. ***            ***              ***                    ***      ***      ***       ***      *** Sometimes, I feel like they taunt me, As I race to class-- My mind going faster than my body…    s t i m e C         r       ile                la  t  e           HomEwoRk!       sses            s I can handle it. At least I think I can… Take it bit by bit, Become more of a man *** For now, I just have school to deal with Bummm! And the reverberations of stress Echoing through time BUMMMM!!! Oh, the bells of Doane College… Merrill will never stop ringing
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john-m-douglas
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Nov 23, 2014
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Doane College: Crete, NE

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