The days are pleasant because I have made them so. Denying the beauty of all this world would be a…
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I live in fear of the letter grade. Whether it be the shame and trepidation of a C, a B,…
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I hate the way you look in the morning The way you smile over nothing The way you must spend…
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The air around them is bright and hurts your eyes Their eyes are open and there is desperation to see…