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On My First Day Of High School
It was on my first day of
high school that this brunette
looked at me with a
smile
on
her
face before the bell
rang and we all had to
get ourselves to our first class.
high school that this brunette
looked at me with a
smile
on
her
face before the bell
rang and we all had to
get ourselves to our first class.
Published 2nd Nov 2022
Author's Note
What happens after the author has started his first day of high school is being explained in this sidama poem.
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