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Schulangst


I can feel it in my heart I can feel it in my soul it's ripping me apart what a terrible hole The conflict never ceases only increases A battle with the self a battle I can't win always a stalemate never the end Visibly shaking stomach in knots Earth isn't shaking it's the ailment I got People are judging face is red along I'm trudging to the place I dread Too many people need a place to run "I can't do this!" this isn't fun But for this goal this goal I got it's a terrible toll but it's worth a shot Pull on the door feel the cold this place of lore "Just act bold" Gotta get past my first day gotta act fast class is today
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