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This is part of my ongoing reflection of the poetry I wrote my junior year in high school. I wrote this poem one night cause I was mad at people, and I hated the way people were, and how they all acted the same.
Who wants to change?
Who wishes to be different?
Who wants to stand out and upright?
Who are you?
Yeah, I have four more to do. But I think this one is pretty good. Well for me.
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