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Far Away


I found the class,
Got a spot
Of my own.
Tomorrow, first day,
But today, all that seems so far away.


Where’s my class gone?
Where’s the happiness it brought?
Will tomorrow come?
All that seems so far away.


Today is the middle of a
Mud sandwich,
Between two delectable
Slices of bread.
First slice behind me,

Second beyond.
Will I ever find it?
Will I slosh through the mud in time?


Maybe, but today,
All that seems
So far away.