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  • Dedicated to My dad...
                                    

Being around you,

Is like taking a

Test.

It's quiet.

Looking for answers.

Solving the problem

On paper

Or in my

Head,

But never outloud.

With you,

There is no

Cheating.

No adking for

Help.

All of the answers

Were taught to me

When I was young,

But they refrain

From coming

Out.

I'm looking at

The clock,

Waiting for time

To be up,

But

The seconds go by

Slower.

My mind races

As I search

For the answer,

But there's nothing.

Time's up.

Looks like

I've failed this

Test.

Again.

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