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Day 333

Rewrite of the poem format from my class!

I received phone numbers on a summer's day,

To keep my wandering mind at bay.

I thought of many ways to send

Some texts that could possibly lend

To my future budding social life.

Tension grew within me,

Confidence became the hidden key.

Days kept going on and on,

Stewing from day until dawn.

My mind was occupied by only one thing;

There’s only one chance

To rise to the top like a king.

I spent the days drafting more.

It quickly became quite a bore.



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