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Sitting quietly

Musing over tea.

What was the name of that girl at school?

The one you dreaded?

Who pierced your innards

With jibes of spite?

Giggling cronies

Dancing attendance.

How long ago was that?

How many decades?

Where is she now?

Is she even alive?

But you’re still here

You survived.

In your heart of hearts

You always knew

She just spouted drivel!

How could she possibly

Know what was in you?

Who made her an expert?

What a waste of space!

Not worth remembering

Move on in life

Throw out the rubbish!


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