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For 12 years of our lives, we are put in this place. 

This place is where our energy slowly drains from our bodies. 

The work that we do slowly gets harder and harder 

I took a walk inside the library today, 

and I noticed everything. 

Two older women exchanging hellos, 

kids under piles of toys, 

and parents taking a breath. 

It stained her lips blood red. “It’s only one sip,” she’d say, but I could see the darkness.

It tainted her breath with a lingering scent. “It’s only one hit,” she’d say, but I could smell the bitterness.

We're eating lunch

and someone says your name

and he asks

how is she anyway?

There's an orchestra in my heart

that's playing just for you

and playing happy now

because they care.

A few years ago 

It used to snow all winter 

Now it snows just half