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    Jessica

    At ten o’clock we see each other everyday

    Smiles on our faces

    Eager to come to work

    Yeah right

    As we sit in the break room

    You munching on your McDonald’s

    Or some other food

    As of everyday to this day

    I am thinking

    Isn’t there any time your not eating

    No

    As you probably would reply

    Noodles and a bowl used to be your lunch

    What happened

    I guess no more baby or something

    As we became great friends

    Throughout the year

    We have really go to know a lot about one another

    So as everyday passes

    And every minute goes by

    Picking on you is my specialty

    Fighting that’s a different story

    You will always be

    That different person

    Because at least you try to listen to me

    Unlike someone else

    So I am saying

    And writing this all down

    Thanks for being a great friend

    And a great listener

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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