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The Simple Ode (Will Be Deleted or Rewritten)

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I sat in the teacher's staff room, spinning on an office chair with my hair flowing closely behind. Bored. If you saw me, you'd think I was in trouble because no one steps foot in the staff room except for the people who actually work here. In reality, I was waiting for the school paper to print. I'm the photographer and I needed to make sure that everything looked just fine. So, they allowed me to stay...for just this once. But even though they say "just this once", I always managed to get back in somehow.

I was in for two minutes, but that's all I needed to see him walk in; the new kid.Todos los derechos reservados

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