LostA Poem by NicholasConfident strides, assured by our new strength through white plaster halls, clogged by a thousand identical others class to class, paper to paper rise with the sun, stay out much later we know where we're going drive the roads we've driven a thousand times every step of the way memorized with no idea where they lead.
© 2011 NicholasAuthor's Note
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Added on September 1, 2011 Last Updated on September 1, 2011 AuthorNicholasAbout17 now... still a dreamer... still a hoper... still praying for the impossible... but every once in a while you find a dream... So I'm 17 and dreaming, 17 and writing, still learning, still crazy.. more..Writing
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