Kids at school were having fun, all except one,
a face in which unhappy eyes beg for release,
why would this little one feel such a need for
escape from the general melée, why does she
seem to feel imprisoned there –
Could she be plagued by deeper feelings, by
other-worldly consciousness while
the order is - prescribed fun?
Monday, September 22, 2008
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