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Oct 2012
"Don't worry" he smiled,
"You'll be just fine,
Just do your best,
They'll be next time"

But she did not,
not even plead,
"This is your reckoning,
You must succeed"

So does this grade,
That I decide,
Truly dictate,
My future life?
Rough.
Arkips
Written by
Arkips  Mellbourne
(Mellbourne)   
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