Exam

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You get in and sit down.
You can tell they're talking
But it sounds like a buzz.

You know you need to write it down,
Write down what you know.
But the words, they won't come out.

The clock is ticking.
Your hands are sweating.
Your breathing quickens, too.

Aaand... time.
'Thats it', they say.
'Put your pens down please'.

You wait for the paper to be taken.
You stand slowly, a little shaky.
You're pretty sure you just failed your exam.

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