Joy
There’s a lot of joy
In the quiet classroom corner
Sheltering my thirst for
New little things to pick apart
I love that here, I am allowed to be curious
I know my questions won’t always be rewarded
But now, debating an annotated essay
My brain does a little dance
And I remember school can be fun
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