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When I was only five years old

I loved to read and write,

Stories of fairies and dragons.

When I was in the first grade

I wrote fantasies galore

And my mother was so proud of me,

They found a home on our fridge door.

When I was in the seventh grade

The books were all assigned

And my mother never read my stories

Because she didn't have the time.

Then when I had reached grade ten

My teacher pulled me to the side

And told me to stop writing fiction

And handed me an essay guide.

I didn't bring my essays home

And I never showed my mom,

I stopped writing all together

Because I didn't find it fun.

Now school's supposed to teach you

But it only taught me that I was wrong.

And I sure would like to write again

But my imagination's gone

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