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Original Poem by: Rico S.
 * //"RROC POEM"

As I walk through these doors all I see is white.

I’m not dead just tired from the RROC’s blinding light.

I came here troubled and somewhat of a bad person.

Now I am better and actually learning.

It’s weird how long it takes someone to see.

That they can really be what they wanna be.

The RROC is a refuge, a place to calm down and chill.

Here you don’t have to act hard just be real.

You meet new people and some awesome teachers, too.

Who will sit and listen and just be straight up cool.

I love the RROC and what it stands for...

OPPORTUNITY and I honestly couldn’t ask for more!//**

About the Author**
 * RS, Mrs. Nash, 6th period LArts