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Thirteen 
By Augusta W., Weston, MA
Thirteen is a worn-out fairytale book.
An understanding of reality,
Yet still not understanding.
Cinderella
Without the prince;
Only Dreams.
Waiting for the glass slipper
That may never come.
Never enough time,
Racing away
when the clock strikes midnight.
The story continues,
unfinished.
The happy ending is eagerly,
But secretively,
Awaited.
But many pages lie ahead










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