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When Shasta found out that I wrote, she asked me to write something about her. I am honored...

Beautiful child
Bright as the sun
Mischievous rascal
Looking for fun

She comes to class bringing her attitude
A false bravado that hides the real girl inside
A mouthy young soul that keeps herself hidden
Throwing up walls and burning bridges.

If you are fortunate enough to be allowed in
You will see the treasure that is her
She is intuitive and incredibly bright
The sweetness of her heart rarely revealed.

Those on the outside never know
How incredible this young lady is
So much potential lies beneath the surface
If you only take the time to look for it.

Cautious and jaded as a cat
Among the wolves of the world
She plays the game quite well
A survivor to be certain.

What a pleasure it has been to see what she keeps hidden
To see the world through her eyes
The innocence of a child
Coexisting in this world of ours.

In her world, there are two types of people
Those who will see her as she presents
And those who will dig deep inside
To find the hidden treasure named Shasta.

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