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Apr 2018
i am nothing
without the A+
i have tucked under my arm
i have nothing
except my crumpling place
at the top of the class
no good personality
no beautiful looks
no artistic talent
just my grades
arbitrary grades
that won’t mean anything
once i leave school
each number i go down
the closer i am to not needing grades
to leaving school
i feel my heart hurt
because the farther down i go
the closer i get to leaving school
the more it shows that
i am
nothing
empty seas
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empty seas  15/F/away
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