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    Life at Street 39
    Isn't terrible
    but neither is it heaven
    Everyone is normal
    An average kid
    No flashy kid
    No rich miss millionaire
    only babysitting jobs
    homework, and
    summer at the lake
    No groups,
    no jocks
    no nerds
    no peculiar person
    life is dull

    But one day,
    the gal down the street
    came to ask
    'How do you do this?"
    I explained,
    and saw the fire in her eyes,
    the inner her,
    the exploding her,
    hidden in her lifeless shell.
    A talent wasted,
    a personality,
    dismissed like trash.
    She caught me,
    and asked
    "Yes?"
    I said,
    "You have great potential"
    She laughed
    "Everyone has,"
    she replied.
    "But no one dares to show it."
    She left, with a glint in her eye.

    The next day,
    I hung out with her.
    Her personality,
    taking flight like
    a caged bird being freed.
    Exploding with such force,
    so irresistable.
    Yet, only her, seems to be colourful.
    The rest still seem dull and boring
    but colours are being painted
    on them.

    Life changed since then
    everything was exciting
    wonderful, thrilling.
    The Gal down the street,
    came to ask a question,
    and changed my whole life.

    The girl down the street.