NEW GROUP

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I saw kids at school

They were sitting together

A new group building up

A friendship growing stronger


These new kids looked magic

Golden eyes, cherry lips,

Their skin as pale as water

Freekles illuminating their cheeks


I tried to come closer

But could never reach them

Their back turned on me

Started to create a story


I grabbed a notebook

My pen darkening the page

On my own in the woods

Entering a golden cage


Imagination got me

For days I lost sleep

I was obsessed with this new group

But from them I kept hiding


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