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- Feb 4, 2020
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School

I'm supposed to understand and know

To repeat and regurgitate

While pretending I have ideas of my own.

I'm meant to do this and then that

But never this and than that.

I need to listen and understand, act quickly, make decisions, feel confident, show it off,

Be happy

But not too happy.

Maybe I should just be me.

And well maybe we should each sit in the corner and think long and hard.

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