Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along
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I think Nima would want you to be singing:
Move, Bitch, get out the way,
Get out the way Bitch, get out the way,
Move.
HAHA. That’s hilarious.
your english teachers would cringe- change “prestige” to “prestigious” in describing your HS, then delete this comment. I was only skimming.. also, watch the plagiarism- your “poem” sounds oddly close to an AAR song. ciao.
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