I saw you lift the glass,
While I sat still in the class,
Staring out at the grass,
As Julius Lilos walked past,
Lost in thoughts of mass,
And echoes of the past,
That I can't quite surpass,
Bounded by shadows cast,
Leaving me gasping fast,
Shattered, like broken glass.
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