| These poems are from the cutting room floor of Passion & Pain, chapters 11, 12 & 13. If only we had met in high school. I walk the halls now, a TA, and wonder how many times we passed each other, or if we ever did at all. I would have remembered such a beautiful site if we had, and if I had continued to play football, surely you would have seen me while cheerleading us to victory. And I would have seen you, impossible to miss.
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