Silly little passerby, I hope that all your dreams will fly. I know no history, know no face. Not a clue to where you place. Making wishes built on lies, I'm the silly passerby.

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A kid I know who volunteers at the Chinese School, where I work, took off on Saturday.
He left a note
Said he wasn't coming back
Took the car
Nobody's seen or heard from him

This comes as a complete shock to me. Although I was only acquainted with him, he's one of those people who leads the crowd. Always on time, always organized, he's the leader figure. Also pretty laid back and easy going type.
This depresses me.

Shows how little I'd know about someone beneath the surface.

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