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I sit in class and listen each day
doing mywork and turning it in.
Though I'm a good student and get fine grades.
I'm still alone each day,
The wall around me has fallen down
friends came and gone
and here I am alone agian
I smile and laugh here and there
while i sit in class for the day.
Though once out they scater away for each have their own clicks
and they know it, not afriad to show it...
As for me...I smile and go
Though it hurts I will never let it show.
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