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Mar 2019
Exam room.
Air as still as dead,
Then I hear it:
Pencil.
R o l l i n g off the edg
e -
But the person catches it just in time.

I sigh in relief.
Exams need to die.
Arisa
Written by
Arisa  20/F/Tokyo
(20/F/Tokyo)   
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