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While Still In School…

While still in school, 
She thought she knew 
About her heart 
And how it grew 
From year to year
And face to face --  
And so, she took that  
Everyplace.

But now her past 
And present state  
Seem both too small, 
And yet, too great. 
Her heart a stranger 
In a mask, 
And each new face 
Another task.

Why is it, when 
We reach the age 
When we thought we  
Would be a sage, 
We then, instead, 
Become a fool? 
Why were we wiser 
Back in school?
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