Lonely Poem
I walk the lonely halls,
Of a lonely school,
In a lonely town.
And as I walk this lonely hall,
I turn a corner,
And my eyes meet yours,
And I realize you are here,
Also walking this lonely hall.
You stop and smile gently,
I cannot resist smiling back.
So we both walk the lonely halls,
Of a lonely school,
In a lonely town,
Together.
by Virginia Cook
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