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Dec 2022
The volume of competitive passion that I have to make our interrelation last

Your kinetics grant me to gasp

Why year after year must I sit front row of your class?

I ask

Graduated 5 twelve months ago

Yet I take notes

Do the math

Love is one of those classes that you’ll never pass

Scribble, raise your hand, preparedness, detentions, study her scriptures

Competitive passion
Compassion

*the principle is, is that the best teacher is the best student
Damaré M
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Damaré M  Richmond , Ca
(Richmond , Ca)   
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