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it is forever raining I am gazing out the window I see myself a child again standing before my classmates, my hand put out I am sweating my cheeks are flushed the teacher slaps me with a wooden ruler on the palm that will teach you a lesson he cries out next time you shall pay attention in class instead of staring out the window I feel ashamed my hand starts swelling slowly it is warm it is hot it is the size of the teacher's hand I am like a puppy that only opens its eyes after it has learnt to whine
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Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 2:53 PM UTC
The Lesson
it is forever raining I am gazing out the window I see myself a child again standing before my classmates, my hand put out I am sweating my cheeks are flushed the teacher slaps me with a wooden ruler on the palm that will teach you a lesson he cries out next time you shall pay attention in class instead of staring out the window I feel ashamed my hand starts swelling slowly it is warm it is hot it is the size of the teacher's hand I am like a puppy that only opens its eyes after it has learnt to whine
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Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 2:53 PM UTC
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