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               Nobody ever goes in.

              It does not make me grin.

               Nobody ever comes out.

              I don't know what it's about.

           It makes me want to scream and shout.

               Marlborough is where I want to go.

   These thoughts are in my head.

          Ashland's dead.  I just don't understand.

          The trees blow in the breeze.

              Time does pass.

               Another day in

             the courtyard.