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A Poor High School Grad

by LilyTaylor

Disgraceful, I'm against the course of what is right and what's wrong. I see day by day as something to ride along. I know a future should be present and a goal can be set, but when I'm back into school My mind just resets. Every day with no cause all information retrieved I suddenly lost. All the inspiration within does come with a cost. Another waitressing job In a town that's forgot.
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