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I have seen you wrestle with ghosts and cradle magic in your palms.
Suddenly and completely unexpectedly, an extra day of summer falls out of the sky.
You can see the suffering. You can see the scarcity. Every part of humanity is visible here.
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The years seem to peel off and we’re two seventeen year-olds again.
There we all were, sitting, listening, taking notes like we were back in the fifth grade.
If someone asked me which teacher I would like to avoid for the rest of my life, he was the one.
Suddenly, I had lost the power to fluently speak, and to write.