Sitting in the crowd,
Listening.
Her arms flew about her.
Frantic. Radical.
I laughed at her oddness
That was indescribable.
Now I see her arms,
Flying desperately around
The southern tip of the golden state
And I see what they were saying.
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| I was a freshmen Sitting in the crowd, Listening. Her arms flew about her. Frantic. Radical. I laughed at her oddness That was indescribable. Now I see her arms, Flying desperately around The southern tip of the golden state And I see what they were saying. |
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