You Only Write Once Poetry Scholarship Slam

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  He stands there Without a care in the world A lover by his side A girl to take his hand   The tears wash down her face He doesn’t want her He doesn’t need her
In a house very far away Lived a girl whose heart was gray She dismissed her solitude And challenged it with a bright attitude Night and day she would play Till dusk and dawn to her dismay
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