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Caroline  Garcia-Navarro
                                                                          October  26,  1965
                                                                          Panama,  Rep.  of  Panama

                                                                          Business  Manager  of  Yearbook  12
                                                                          Business  Committee  12
                                                                          After Three  Committee  11,  12
                                                                          Secretary  of  Literary  Committee  11
                                                                          Literary Committee  11
                                                                          Social  Committee 9,  10
                                                                           ...  While  in  the company  of souls
                                                                          Who  would  worship  you for  gold,
                                                                          And  never  understood
                                                                          Where  the  treasure  really  stood.
                                                                          From  time to  time  I’ve  wondered
                                                                          If  I  ever  would.
                                                                                             “ Patterns"  (O.G.N.)
                                                                          Slow  down  child •
                                                                          You're so ambitious  for a  juvenile
                                                                          But  then  you’re so  smart
                                                                          Tell  me why  are you  still  afraid?












          Half and  Half
          I’ve always  been.
          I’ve surely  had  some virtues
          And  Lord  knows  I've had  my  sins.
          I’ve said  my  fair shares  of  “ I  don't  knows"
          While  wondering  how  to take  life’s  blows.
          And  had  my share  of  haunting  doubts
          Of why  I  take those  roads  out.
          I’ve walked that  tightrope of  confusion
          Between  hard  fact  and  pure  illusion.
          And  racked  my  mind  to  find  excuses
          Why  in  my  heart  lie  no  conclusions.
          I've  hurt  the  ones that  have  cared  for  me
          In  an  effort  to  be  free
          And  found  myself  without  a  cause
          Empty  handed,  scared,  and  lost.
          I’ve  tried  to  soften  hearts of stone
          And  bury the  pain  I’ve  known.
          But  in  the  end  the  hardest  tone
          Has  been  the  sound  of  being  alone.

    MFCSFFL  ...  lucky in cards,  unlucky in love  ...  street
    ends  ...  Michelle,  you’re a  moralist  ...  Henry VI  hair
     ...  C.P.  ...  how tacky —  I love it!  ...  B &  B  ...  Olgs
     ...  did  I  study?!?  ...  conch  ...  Susie-0  ...  that’s
    another car, Claire!  ...  To C.  &  M: did you really spit in
    those  brownies?  ...
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