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Things Are Going to be Different Next Year (Lyric) by JanieDoe

She walked down the hall Of empty billboards and yellowing walls Silently observing Vacant locker doors ajar Swinging in the still air unmarred Cleaned out Sheets of schoolwork Floating like the gloating smirk Of the last word They have moved on Flew past twelfth grade, then gone Onto college

horus8 1-Aug-02/5:06 PM
fictional. as is the space between your ears. but if there were such places i'm sure that they would have a strict dress code and caste system not to mention big bull dykes waiting at the door to push you back into the streets and behind a freshly painted dumpster..to train your carpet. to wrinkle your skirt. but for a mere 6,000 dollars a year you can be shuttled in from any location and pampered like a princess. Who knows..take the idea and build one in your back yard..and don't worry i found part 5 at about 12:45 today.it's all good .thanks.toodle lous a




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