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May 2016
One, two.
Five minutes more. I got this.

Three, four.
I made sure to organize them.

Five, six.
I already practiced multiple times.

Seven, eight.
I'm pretty sure I memorized all of them correctly.

Nine, ten.
As I opened the booklet, and held my pen firmly,
I read what seems to be a joke to me.

Eleven...
All left is spilled ink.
me @ my lit exam yesterday
A H J
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A H J  Brunei.
(Brunei.)   
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   Adam Long
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