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I found the closet first. Figured out that
if you ducked behind the clothes rack and
slipped your feet into the shoes, you were
invisible. I waited and dreamed and hid,
but no one came. I stayed in that closet until
I realized I was locked in and everyone else
was gone. Even then, I lingered, making myself a
martyr for the game, until they misinterpreted my
principle for disobedience.





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PJD17 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 24, 2011 at 9:43 am
great work very deep   could you please check out and comment on my poem What if we were a Dream   its the first poem ive ever written and i am curious as to what people will think of it
 
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