can a good person be a bad student?
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sometimes it takes me a while to find the appropriate response
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there the flower girl resides
a world of dirt and soil and sighs
she treads light in her restless slumber
in mansions made of mud and lumber
her head adorned, a crown of thorns
the choice she bears, her heavy horns
but from her eyes, no tears to dry
for all she knows is a battle cry
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