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Those Days


Those elementary days were not always fun

The truama of bullies made me want to run

The middle school years werent any better

But my mom always called me a "go getter"

The highschool days came and here came my confidence

I was a better person and that was a great consequence

Now im in college feeling better than ever

New mindset new everything my mom was right, I am go getter

So even though those days werent fun, I am proud of the person I have become

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