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  • Emily Ellet

September 1st

Twisting, wringing, Plummeting to the earth With no parachute I’ll land on my feet (I always do, though my knees crumble from repeated slamming into rock) With my hand in the air Trumpeting my smarty-pants For all the world to mark With a sneer and a smirk

But My pens wait neatly for me Ready to bleed my soul onto the page Crisp notebooks are my friends More than any jealous child The brand new backpack Sits eagerly in the corner As leaves tumble softly So do textbooks into my embrace

A new year begins And I don’t know whether to cry From terror or delight

#Poetry #memories #misfit #firstdayofschool #nerd #HermioneGrainger #Childhood

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