I'm the friend that has to stand behind the others when the sidewalk doesn't fit a group of three.
We start out walking three across, but then the other two slowly but surely come closer together and squeeze me into the back.
Whenever I'm with others and I notice that the sidewalk gets narrow I'll ask the person on the other end to move down a bit, and then I'll walk a little on the grass so that third person feels included.
I do this, because I know what it's like to not be.
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Poems.
PoetryI'm not the best writer, but I like to write an awful lot. Just a couple of poems that I wrote, nothing special.
