vingt-six

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"You should all be moving on to your illustration of your poem, it'll all be due tomorrow."

Paul raised his hand, sitting up in his chair.

"Yes, Paul?"

He looked between him, Aurora and John.

"We-we ain't written no poetry..."

Aurora slammed her head against the desk.

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