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dean67 is typing...

dean67: today was good, maybe you don't care

dean67: how was your day?

dean67: i hope it was good

dean67: these messages are pointless but i miss talking to you so i'm just going to pretend like youre reading them

dean67 is offline

Dean sighs and forces himself to read the assigned chapter for Professor Novak's class. They just started a poetry unit, and Dean is pretty shit at poetry. They're reading "Nothing Gold Can Stay" by Robert Frost and he just keeps thinking about the real meaning of this poem and how it just ends with the phrase nothing gold can stay. 

Nothing gold can stay...

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