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Shine

March 15, 2015
By Susanna Kemp SILVER, Brookline, Massachusetts
Susanna Kemp SILVER, Brookline, Massachusetts
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He kept his eyes fixated
On his clasped hands
As she tiptoed in at eight o’ five,
Slinking into her desk
Behind the professor’s back.

He raised his chin
Just a smidge
To watch her.
Tired, dark circles
Engulfed her eyes.

They thought her jet black curls
Cast a shadow over her,
Shrinking her tiny body
Until it was practically
Unseen.

But he thought she shined brighter
than the most blinding star
in any pitch black sky.



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