February 2012
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My poetry professor embarrassed me today.
We were to mimic a stanza by Yeats called The Lake Isle Of Innisfree, and she had asked to think of our own peaceful vacation. So, she gave us fifteen full minutes to think of something, then come back to the classroom. Even though it was a nice day outside, I had spent most of my time looking for my sister. It only took me five minutes to write my stanza and head back to the classroom. However,...
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