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She reaches out her hand,

but is quick to pull back.


They may seem close

but they are in a place she cannot comprehend.


Upon this classroom 

there are many.


One of whom 

she could befriend.


But she is reluctant 

to take a single step.


For her dark secret 

will always hold her back.


She takes her seat,

laying her head to rest.


Although, 

one of them could make a difference,

but she'd sooner give up

than take a chance.


They too, 

would rather engulf this room with laughter

than hear a muffled voice desperately weeping.


And in the end,

no one will hear her plea.


As lively as this room seems,

it might as well be empty.

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