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School


I walk through those doors expecting oppertunities

Smiles to grow even bigger on everyones face

People to move to the side for me

And the other girls bowing at my feet

But when I walk in I can smell the awkward situations about to happen

I can see the sweat stains from last weeks speeches 

It's horid I proclaim

It's high school they say

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