Passion of the Marker

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The tiny squeak of the lid

Popping off like a sword drawing from the sheath.

The mentor turned away from the nonchalant pupils. 

Thinking, just how long until the bell rings.

Turns out

Students aren't the only one's waiting for freedom

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