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Classes scattered throughout the week, learning the right way to speak. People swarm in hoards, living in brick-walled wards. Allegedly adults, without the results. More space to learn who to be, strong hands guiding us how to see. Plenty of peers, all trying to find their own careers, Each group has their flaws, some bending the laws. But it will be fun they say I just shrug and walk away. to try the next group. Classes are one to three hours, but the homework towers. No car, no cash lots of stress, and still in class. Join our political movement, without us, there can be no improvement opinions cover the walls, you can try to argue if you've got the balls. How do people not know how to use a hammer, Its 2 am and they are making a clamor. deadlines creep and crawl like centipedes on the wall Roommate needs the room for a while, I come back and the smell is vile. get soundproof headphones they block the sound of needy hormones. Computer broke, why is it pouring out smoke? Assignment due in the morning overheating warning? me and the computer both "It's a life lesson" Oh thanks, what a blessing. No cats to cuddle the stress away it's hard to not dismay. One more day one more week I can say the pattern gets bleak. But time will pass I just need to survive this class.

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Date: 6/15/2019 7:42:00 AM
The last time I read your poem was like almost 2 years ago and I gotta say that in these two years your poetry has improved alot, I absolutely love reading this wonderful poem of yours, you sure have a unique way of writing and it sure is enjoyable to read. School sure has frustration, drama but it is the place where you even enjoy the most, now I have summer vacations of three months and I honestly don't know what to do, I am only getting bored while sitting in the house,doing nothing
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