This poem was created in 10 minutes
It had no previous thought I threw it together with a rush But also without a rush School of the elimination. The school my parents enrolled me in. S.O.T.E. for short.
I was a new student. Called fresh meat by the upperclassmen. I would have preferred small fish in a big ocean. I was one in almost 66,000. 65,536 to be exact. |
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