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Sitting at this table all alone
Looking at the cool kids in the zone
When will this segregation end
When will this equality begin
They are all envied by all
But for reasons unknown they want to see me fall
Hopefully their hatred will cease to exist
Please lets be friends I insist
In these long and dark halls I'm lost
I wanted to be cool, but wat what cost
I constantly ask myself where I'm going
Then I began contemplating
I allow my ming to fly away on an adventure
Ignoring the tedious lecture
In my mind, I leave it all behind
I found it comfortable that I wander in my mind

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