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Hallways
October 1, 2008
The bell rings,
Texbooks slam shut
and doors open
to floods of crowded people.
I jump in,
Not worring about my landing.
Now I'm lost within a pool of sounds.
The talking all around me,
I drown it out.
The shuffling of feet,
it fades away.
The slamming of lockers,
is only a disant memory.
I quietly walk
amungst the noise.
Invisible to all,
espically you.
Maybe you'll see me one day.
But I fear that day is far from now.
Untill then,
I will forever be
the shadow behind you,
silently lost in
a sea of hallyways.
© Cassandra Z., Sunnyvale, CA
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