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... scratching their heads when faced with a question that bored me to tears.
I then created an illusion with a bunch of kindergarten students with me as an adult in the midst of them.
This wasn’t the first time, but I lamented the futility of the learning here, and the waste of precious time.
Every now and then, a certain someone popped into my head.
Because, just like that, the emotion known as “hatred” leaked out of my heart, reminding me why I’m here. And power would ina ...
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