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The Evolution of My Embarrassingly Awful High School Poetry

And the good habits I built from them.

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Before I write any further, I want to quickly remind all readers these poems I wrote between the ages of fourteen and eighteen. I’m already well-aware of how awful these poems are, and they’ll be locked away in the attic after I’m finished writing this piece, never to see the light of day again…




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Forever Middle Child writing what she sees.

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