Kentridge High School - Accolade Yearbook (Kent, WA)

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You had the heart of a Cobra But the soft eyes of innocence Born blue and weathered Into a life unjust All your life you've stood in the rain Trying not to get wet You fail to succeed But your celluloid smile Hides the sadness of your soul. Katie Jochem I ' l gl fr 55: P' i' . W Art work by Jennifer Gillner 116 Student Art Section Photo by Steve Smi My body lives in a world of machines and guns, and people, Who believe the world should spin on in peace. Cowards all. My mind resides in a world of strife and struggles and pain, Resistance building until the wall is too tall to climb over, too thick to go through. Nothing in, Nothing out. My heart resides in other lands of swords and chivalry, Where sorcerers can strike men down in simple victories. Bret Rohmson

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