a party of strangers
it's my 30-year reunion
I know everyone, but they've all changed and I'm still the strange one with the band-aid
for some reason I am not able to talk to my friends, but I can talk to the preps
everyone is in evening dress, like the prom
I wear jeans, like the prom
I have cameras
they send me away because I wear jeans
this time I leave a camera behind so they can have pictures in the yearbook
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