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I spent most of college

studying

                  reading

                                  writing

                                                  poetry

and all I have to show for it

is this page

You see family in a stranger

And believe as though a God

A savior in a manger

But he could be a fraud


Sometimes you get to choose

Sometimes it’s too late

But if you play not to lose

You’ve sealed your own fate

I made myself so easy to choose

but you filled out a short answer

"anyone but you"

my mom let me take

a free boxing lesson


but why would I keep fighting

when your heart is like


the post office and Chick-fil-A

on Sundays

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