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This is the story of the immortal yearbook...


This is the story of the immortal yearbook,

of a page worn through,

of a single picture that will never be made anew. 

 

Dirt

       will

              tumble

    and

        petals            shall

                                      fall, 

and sad sorrow seems to slowly seep,

Around her permanent stall.

 

 

 

 

 

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