I. i.

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There I sat,

Poised at the edge of my chair.

The buzzing was starting to grow.

Teacher! Look my way.

Save me from

Myself.

The pressure swelled,

My chest was on the verge of

Collapse.

I need to leave

The teacher,

Finally noticing

My raised hand,

Nods to the door.

I’m free

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