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His eyes fell upon the clock. He couldn't do much but tap his pencil in a dull thud, thud, thud rhythym. Yes, school had started. He ignored the teachers and took comfort in the piles of leaves raked by the school janitors outside
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This is crap. If this is as good as you can write, someone should Terri Schiavo- you and end your suffering.
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