Rachel Robichaud

So Close

I see my feet pounding against the cold, hard ground
I feel my heart burning with excitement
I keep running, desperate to reach the treasure that lies ahead
My finger outstreched
But I can't touch it
Everything's undefined
Cloudy and obscure objects surround me
My steps seem farther and farther away
I reach out one last time
And fall through empty space
I dream of wanting something
Something unattainable




[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]


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