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I dream of a future where I see my name / billboards / business cards and on a building

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I dream of a future where I see my name / billboards / business cards and on a building

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I dream  of a future where I see my name  	billboards  	business cards and 	on a building

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"I don’t care about the raindrops speckling the glass panes separating / my body and my ideal state of mind, visible but just out / of my grasp, not unattainable, but seemingly impossible to reach."

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"I don’t care about the raindrops speckling the glass panes separating / my body and my ideal state of mind, visible but just out / of my grasp, not unattainable, but seemingly impossible to reach."

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In the future years from now / Be the best you can for 6, 7, 8, 9—

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In the future years from now / Be the best you can for 6, 7, 8, 9—

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In the future years from now / Be the best you can for 6, 7, 8, 9—

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I crack open Mr. Astor’s daily pomegranate,/scraping out the seeds, blooding my hand with the tangy juice.

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I crack open Mr. Astor’s daily pomegranate,/scraping out the seeds, blooding my hand with the tangy juice.

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scraping out the seeds, blooding my hand with the tangy juice.

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I crack open Mr. Astor’s daily pomegranate,  scraping out the seeds, blooding my hand with the tangy juice.

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Sabine H - "An elegy that smells like wild roses / & tastes like rain, like a forest burning." 

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Sabine H - "An elegy that smells like wild roses / & tastes like rain, like a forest burning." 

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An elegy that smells like wild roses / & tastes like rain, like a forest burning.

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I'm envious of the sun, rising when it wants, casting  light across the earth,  - Lucas C

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I'm envious of the sun, rising when it wants, casting  light across the earth,  - Lucas C

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never being put down by anything but itself.

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I'm envious of the sun, rising when it wants, casting  light across the earth,  never being put down by anything but itself.

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"it was a promise of / the universe because they studied it all" - William W

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"it was a promise of / the universe because they studied it all" - William W

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it was a promise of / the universe because they studied it all

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I grasped one of the markers, wiping the dust off the ancient artifact.

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I grasped one of the markers, wiping the dust off the ancient artifact.

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wiping the dust off the ancient artifact

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Henry B-"To be a Golden apple in a world rotten to its core. To know how to ride a bike/without training wheels in a world where the wheel has not been invented. / To be the inventors of a world / that doesn’t want to be invented."

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Henry B-"To be a Golden apple in a world rotten to its core. To know how to ride a bike/without training wheels in a world where the wheel has not been invented. / To be the inventors of a world / that doesn’t want to be invented."

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Golden apple in a world rotten to its core. To know how to ride a bike

Without training wheels in a world where the wheel has not been invented.

To be the inventors of a world

that doesn’t want to be invented.

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 To be a   Golden apple in a world rotten to its core. To know how to ride a bike Without training wheels in a world where the wheel has nott been invented.   To be the inventors of a world  that doesn’t want to be invented. 

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"nagging are little hills are little hills are little inconveniences" - Albert R.

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"nagging are little hills are little hills are little inconveniences" - Albert R.

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nagging are little hills are little hills are little inconveniences

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"To be his finished diploma of which he dreamed he would have" - Brian A

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"To be his finished diploma of which he dreamed he would have" - Brian A

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"To be his finished diploma of which he dreamed he would have"

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 We were thin, bleached from the sun hair, paintbrush flick of freckles, limbs shiny & faces flushed cherry tomato from the recent recess back bends, our bodies curved like parentheses and hand-standing on the eggshell blue walls of the maths classroom. 

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 We were thin, bleached from the sun hair, paintbrush flick of freckles, limbs shiny & faces flushed cherry tomato from the recent recess back bends, our bodies curved like parentheses and hand-standing on the eggshell blue walls of the maths classroom. 

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We were thin, bleached from the sun hair, paintbrush flick of freckles, limbs shiny & faces flushed cherry tomato  from the recent recess back bends, our bodies curved like parentheses and hand-standing on the eggshell blue walls of the maths classroom. 

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"Same headspace palace, but I may be late"

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"Same headspace palace, but I may be late"

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Mom asking me, “How was your day?” every day, and my answer every time: “Good,” an empty black hole for her to decode. - Bennett B

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Mom asking me, “How was your day?” every day, and my answer every time: “Good,” an empty black hole for her to decode. - Bennett B

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Mom asking me, “How was your day?” every day, and my answer every time: “Good,” An empty black hole for her to decode.