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I used to hate writing.

Yes, I said it. 

I feel bad about it now.

I think it was all the essays in literture we had to write. Every. Single. Day.

I barely passed majority of them with flying colors.

Everyone else would always get continous B's or extremely sky-high A's.

I tried reading a lot to help get "inspired"

yet, still I had disliked writing.

Until I met a girl.

We're still good friends.

She's a poetic genius, I would say.

She's the type of girl who always wear vintage flower print clothes

and is apart of every single creative club.

She inspired me.

I thank her for opening my mind to poetry 

I gained a lot more confidence and love for it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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