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The girl who lives nextdoor,
Is now my classmate too.

"Please, get along with me."

She finished introducing,
And went to sit in an empty seat,
In the back of the class.


The homeroom ended,
The girl was surrounded,

Those idiots..
They should give her some space.

I leave the class,
Wanting to grab some air.

Rushing through the school,
To the empty roof,
My hiding place...

I lye down on the couch,
Closing my eyes,
Trying to fade away...


I hear a door open,
but I refuse to open my eyes,
To check who's there.

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