The Girl in Class
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She was always the girl that sat third row, second seat in class.
She laughed and smiled her way throughout the day.
She wasn't someone who I'd expect to see cry underneath an oak tree with a razor.
It's funny how seeing the soft side of someone can make you fall in love.
I was 17 then, and today I still feel the same way about her.
It was the girl in class.
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