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Vic Oct 2019
School used to be a bad place, you know?
Homework, stress, and people.
People lie, gossip, and hate.
But then I met you,
And things changed.
School used to be a bad place,
But with the people I am with now,
School is home.
I am home.
A poem every day.
27-10-19

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