I think marching band may have broken the person I used to be. I used to be loud, and I talked to everyone, and I was only sad when somebody died. But since I joined, I was forced to step back from all that, and now I sit and watch all these kids from the outside, and I have to wonder why I'm there. Why am I part of a group of people that I can't
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