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Jun 2016
Day and night, every hour full of stress
Wondering when all of this will be over
Wondering if this is good, if this is worth it .
And if by the end this wasn't for nothing

Time is going slowly yet things must be done quickly
I cannot deal with the fact that I am here

A place where  people have succeeded and made your nightmares a reality
Where you finally can meet the huge scary monsters from under your bed
This a place where everything happens, good or bad.

This is a place I call High School
haven't written in a while so it's a bit rusty but oh well
Written by
M  My Imagination
(My Imagination)   
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