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André, Pau, Daeun

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Freedom and live as fugitive Chapters 31-41

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Incidents in the life of a Slave girl Summary

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Incidents in the life of a Slave girl Summary

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IB 45 (you can’t rush greatness)

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CHIRIPA

South or North? Why do they always have to ask?

But la neta, I’m just a China, ntp mask

Sleep when I’m dead and ppali-ppali race

Juggling IAs, perfection, and burnout at the same pace

Miyeok-guk still heavier, when I am the carrier

Remember. Lowest hangs the boughs that are riper.

I cry a lot, that’s what i do

The IB makes me fall every time

Every day a new assignment

Every day has to be perfect, in an hour at least

My family says just send whatever, a la chiripa

They grab my hand and take me out the hole in my mind

They support me, give me a blanket, and candies

That's what keeps me going

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prisoners or students? Parallel lives

work unpaid

sleep low

eat time none.

prisoners or students

unsure.

repeat.

is nobody missing?

security check

go back to your cell.

work

eat

sleep.

repeat.

house

school

roll call

activities

don’t divert

don’t leave

(don’t, don’t, don’t)

repeat.

ib

papers

exams

don’t mess is up!

try harder.

do better.

you’re doing it wrong.

repeat.

follow the schedule

don’t fall behind!

resist

endure

suck it up!

repeat.

no end

only loop.

prisoners or students.

students or prisoners.

just follow the rules

no fighting back now

do we need rehab.

are we in prison?

in school?

society?

we don’t know.

I don’t know

Parallel lives

Am I a prisoner or student?

Two parallel buildings

defining my life.

What's the point?

What’s the point anymore?

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Conste, Ms. Constantly

Dandelion soda with no lid

keep holding to your fizz

Widowed dressed manticore,

your steady hands may well

have done the devil’s manicure.

Your memory still leaks

through the volcano’s rib.

Skip all the way to the epilogue,

and still bet on third legged dogs,

divide who you are from what you love.

Conste, Ms Constantly

you better not run and flee.

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I'm tired and my mind won’t rest

I got a lot of things to do, but I don’t fucking care

So I just laugh it away

And yell Ay no mames wey

Overthinker at home

yet I’m always alone

Lowkey love feels empty

And days just feel lengthy

They say it’s cap, I say no mames wey

For real that’s just the way I feel

Still I love all my friends

pero alch soy un pendejo

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Black & White Play Music Elegant Monochrome (1)