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'School Reunion'
A yard seems shorter
The rulers have changed
We still can't measure up
There's pupils in our heads.
Probably not in the eyes of everyone else,
who laugh to themselves.
There's a pupil in their heads.
Probably not in our eyes,
as they roll to the sky.
The rulers have changed,
but too late for us.
We still can't measure up.
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