First Day
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A MILLIONTRILLION MILES FROM HOME,MAYBE IT’S IN PARIS OR ROME,AS THE BELL GOES,DING!DONG!DING! DONG!ALL THE CHILDREN RUSH ALONG, INSIDE THE ROOM IS LIKE AN UNBREAKABLE GLASS COFFIN,WITH WALLS SO HIGH, THEY NEED TO SOFTEN,THEN THE TEACHER ENTERS BY
Call lights shining,
alarms ringing,
people racing,
I'm in over my head.
Long lectures,
rushed notes,
early mornings,
I'm in over my head.
Blood pressure rising,
The sun spreads out like a golden poolOver the newly shorn fieldsThe halls smell like wax, fresh ink and new cottonCarried along with a tide of bodiesI remember suddenly that
