I was sitting in class and I was thinking about you. Then my stomach would rumble and I would jump back into whatever it was my teacher was saying. “…why did the author choose to write this way? What does the reader get out of the format of this essay? What do you think is the…” and then you would jump back into my head and smile at me. And I would
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