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Jun 2018
Before I begin, I wanted to let you know,
I was kinda young, smart and So.
No one ever looked at me, I wasn’t ‘Normal.’
So I kept being me, ignoring all the Formals.
A year has passed, I’m still a little bit of the same.
I continued on with my life, whenever it came.
Another year goes by, I’ve certainly evolved.
I became more experienced, my stupidity dissolved.
I found out more about myself, and tried to be more involved.
As I enter the next year, I slowly begin to fall.
No one seems to notice me anymore, i’m Just another random phone call.
Soon, people only recognized me for moving so silently,
I’d slowly lose myself in my personal gravity.
And in the end, I slipped from existence and became the one known as,
“Nobody In Society.”
*”Formals” (This was a term me and another friend used on people at our middle school who were in an advanced program known as MERIT. Most were preppy kids and stuff, so we called them “Formals” or a “Formal”)
Retro
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Retro  18/The Void
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       Retro, Jazmine, --- and JL Smith
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