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*The sweet smell of          smoke rising             eyes glossing               mood swinging           focus weaving        attendance falling development arresting    high school dropping in our country's acquiring teenage wasteland.
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
Teenage Wasteland
*The sweet smell of          smoke rising             eyes glossing               mood swinging           focus weaving        attendance falling development arresting    high school dropping in our country's acquiring teenage wasteland.
I'm sure I'm in the minority on this one, but I see it every day. One of the hardest parts of being a teacher.
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
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