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Nobody could possibly remember That awful horrible thing of the past But I can recall last year's September A new girl who dreadfully outcast She stood way out far away from the crowd No one around to even speak to her She would never mutter a word aloud So her years here went by as such a blurr I can no longer speak on her behalf It is her very own story to share But here I can show you this photograph Of her and her beautiful golden hair But I am sure you will not forget The time she gave you her blue barrette
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
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Nobody could possibly remember That awful horrible thing of the past But I can recall last year's September A new girl who dreadfully outcast She stood way out far away from the crowd No one around to even speak to her She would never mutter a word aloud So her years here went by as such a blurr I can no longer speak on her behalf It is her very own story to share But here I can show you this photograph Of her and her beautiful golden hair But I am sure you will not forget The time she gave you her blue barrette
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
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