Happiness in Cohesion
From the time that I began my middle school career, I knew that it would be good.
I come from the land of all the same kind, and jumped into the melting pot.
I went from being unaware of anyone else, to having no curtain in all likeliyhood.
Everyone was welcoming and nice, we shared a common train of thought.
Throughout the seven years and all the races that be, everything was awesome for me.
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