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Intelligent Kids (#321)

06 Feb

He turned to her
on that Friday
right before the end of lunch.

“You’re the Mary of our group.”

She paused.

“Virginal?
Essence of patience and peace?”

No response.

“Magdalene?
Sign of redemption?
Showing us how we are all good inside
and we can overcome our mistakes?”

He closed his backpack.

“No.
Typhoid.”

And walked to class.

 
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