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No Child Left Behind


Hiding behind my books, slumped over my desk Head down in defeat, as I stumble over each word Sitting in the farthest corner, silently praying for help Miss teacher can you hear me, I need your help Prayers fall on deaf ears, no response in sight Made it this far, without a teacher acknowledging my plight 12 years of struggle, with one there Dyslexia's my burden, yet no one cares Words dance on the page, clusters confuse my eyes Increasing my rage, leaving tears to dry No Child Left Behind ? well I was left long ago Barely making my grade, yet I was told to go It's never to late to save me, I need your help Miss teacher can you hear me, I really need your help.
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