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Not Good At

Not good at it I gave up early in life trying to color without crossing the lines, or not making up my own words and spelling to conform-- though grades did matter and my teachers far wiser in the greater scheme of things; so God, someday I suspect, will be greatly pleased or rejective of me, neither of us enamored of lukewarm and predictable.

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