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friday afternoon hands raised still colored and stained with the paint from yesterday sitting fidgeting not wanting to wait I live for this day standing there watching the same the day for which I live day after day asked to stand in front of them and so I say for show-and-tell I brought my best friend
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May 20, 2010
May 20, 2010 at 5:42 PM UTC
Show-and-Tell
friday afternoon hands raised still colored and stained with the paint from yesterday sitting fidgeting not wanting to wait I live for this day standing there watching the same the day for which I live day after day asked to stand in front of them and so I say for show-and-tell I brought my best friend
Written 11/17/03
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May 20, 2010
May 20, 2010 at 5:42 PM UTC
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