Tonight
I practiced saying,
“I was a teacher.”
I tried practicing,
“Now, I…”
but don’t know
how that sentence ends.
I think I might
have to live with
“was”
before I can
think about
“am.”
Tonight
I practiced saying,
“I was a teacher.”
I tried practicing,
“Now, I…”
but don’t know
how that sentence ends.
I think I might
have to live with
“was”
before I can
think about
“am.”
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