All the Things I Couldn't Say
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Last published Mon, Nov 20, 2017
On the day where, for the first time since I entered high school, I woke up late I received a letter in the mail. When I finally made it to my first period class, which was almost over, I opened the letter and a college ruled lined paper slid out. In great big letters on the top of that paper it read "Every day is a second chance and here's yours. Listen to me very carefully and fix my mistakes, these are all the things I couldn't say".
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