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A month and a half

I've been faking smiles

Accomplishing small laughs

I have a few friends

And I'm grateful for that

But the wishing and longing

Never stops, the wish to go back

I walk down the hallway 

Hearing meaningless chatter

I set my books down

And sit in history

Everyone else is taking their time

Talking to their friends and stalling

I feel so lost

Until I see

A small blue paper

Stuck to the bulletin board

Underneath the ones about math competitions

And athletic clubs

A small last minute flyer

For the little known school play

I write my name up there

With a new sense of excitment

Because I may have lost my friends and my home

But maybe I can keep my stage

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 22, 2013 ⏰

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