You were the one spending every afternoon in detention while the rest of us carted home our school books and assignments ready to get started on another full night of rewarding homework to prepare for our futures. And you were the one cleaning desks during Saturday school and spending lunches in the principal's office while we practiced for the school play and cheered on the football team. And you... Oh, wait. That wasn't you. That was me.
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