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Nov 2014
Every day…
We walk

Every day…
They ring

        
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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.


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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


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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
Doane College: Crete, NE
John M Douglas
Written by
John M Douglas  Tilden, Nebraska
(Tilden, Nebraska)   
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