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A new girl

Hair like corkscrews, crazy curly and short, pulled into two plaits, begging to be let free. With her eyes wandering about, she sprouts a smile on my face, as she boards the bus, her bag like a tortoise shell on her back. A new girl has come to school, a new friend; a new enemy; possibilities are endless...

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Date: 10/31/2022 2:11:00 AM
the more you move the more you face something new!
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