Found Poetry 945
2/11/22
the old school torn down like my feelings when I saw it or rather didn't see it ripped up extracted remembering Spanish class field trips and mathematics the organic friendships I drive by when I visit it feels like an alien planet or as if it never was I page through the yearbooks to feel the breeze of those days
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