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Wishing.
Stressing, obosessing, relaxing not existing,
memories always haunting,
relief always taunting.
Focus out of reach,
teachers trying to teach,
but I still cannot see whatis right in front of me.
Wishing I could go to sleep
and remember a memory
of when we were all happy.
A day that didn't end with drugs, or fights, or thugs.
A day that I didn't cry or hide what was inside.
A day where there was no fake smile,
sometime when I was a child.
When I was oblivious.
When ignorance was bliss.

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