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My Teacher Gave Me A Writing Exercise During Class And I Really Liked It


I am funny and curious

I wonder about a lot of things

I hear the Earth moving

I see Death from the corner of my eye

I want to be successful

I am fuuny and curious

I pretend I am a poet

I feel tired of this shit

I touch my fingertips when I am anxious

I worry about a lot of thngs

I cry when I am angry

I am funny and curious

I understand there is a difference between being honest and blunt

I say whatever comes to my head

I dream about a view from the top

I try to be a decent human being

I hope my curiousity never leads me astray

I am funny and curious

 

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