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Teenagers in the Book Store
“Only the solitary seek the truth”
-Boris Pasternak
There were three, two of them flitting about
The third was sitting cross-legged on the floor
In a sweater and jeans, her shoes kicked off
Quite lost in a slender paperback of verse
The gum-chewer in charge, flying a toy dragon
An obedient girl following him
Approached and announced “We’re going.
“I said we’re going. Hey, I said we’re going - NOW.”
In camouflaged defiance the reader arose
And shelved her book,
and smiled,
and whispered to me
“Thank you”
And I don’t know why
