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May 2022
Load data onto my phone,
I don’t want to feel alone,
Wait for my dad, I’ll feel the tone,
In my boot while at school,
Catch me grinning like a fool.

All my teachers think I’ll rule,
But I’m really the dullest tool.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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