innerenergy
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The teacher stands in front of the class
"Today we'll start writing poetry"
Immediately the kids begin to sass
simply for the new foreign artistry.
It wasn't like the red roses and blue violets
We always en up staring at the stars. Wondering if we're able to pull through. It's always that on emoment where time is endless, seeing all things we've done to get where we are today. And it's hard and scary.
