HIM

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Tired eyes
Yawning mouths
he walks with his eyes unseen
a pathway to his arranged seat
His face shows no expression
and searches for people
who are familiar, knowing that
he's not alone in this
I search for him, mind to mind
smile his way
showing sympathy and happiness
but my similar shyness
takes over and
I keep my head down when
he strolls by me in the halls.





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