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Things I've Noticed From AP Capstone; Class of 2024
Semester 1
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Sudoku from the New York Times
Stays open on our computers.
One holds a tennis ball in her right hand as she talks,
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Something Called Maybe
Maybe I shouldn't have lied.
But then maybe I wouldn't be strong today.
Maybe I should've let them see me cry.
Told them what the scars really meant.
But then maybe I wouldn't wear them like secrets.
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Our translation
1; We are born into this love,
this idea of love.
It is what begins to form us,
much like spring
with budding leaves ...
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Been Here Before
I've loved you for 10 lives
Quick look to the side, catch your eye, oh-
I remember you
Late night talks, separate windows but the same stars, you should just be here, oh-
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If I were
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If I were fearless, I'd tell you
That old songs make me think of you
That you remind me of a bluebird, and I can hear your voice
In quiet places
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If I were high, I'd tell you -
Now
This house is never silent.
That's one thing I've noticed, unlike other places
Here is never quiet.
The is no break, no pause, no stop, only Go.
Run.
Faster.
Keep going, there's no time--
Now.
Loves
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Men and Dogs
“Men are dogs,” I say to my friend as she kneels at the foot of her bed, like a child waiting for her mother’s strong arms. Yet, I am her friend tonight, so my scrawny arms make a cheap cradle.
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The New Meaning Of Fall
I’m 16.
That means I have 2 more falls till I leave home,
2 more Saturdays spent raking autumn leaves,
2 more Halloween parties,
2 more homecomings,
2 more visits to the pumpkin patch,
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Well… maybe
“You like him”
“No, I don’t”
“Yes you do”
“What are you talking about”
“Have you seen the way, your eyes look at him”
“No”
“Have you seen the way your cheeks flush”
“No”
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She was herself
she was wildflowers and star-filled skies
she was screaming and laughing
she was loving so hard you can't think anymore
she was jumping off a cliff and the feel of water on your skin
she was your wildest dreams
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Happiness
I have come to realize that the most tender thing is not pain, but happiness.
So random, so elusive, an intangible wisp in the void.
I can't control how long it stays, before it
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If only
He likes to sit by the window
watch the sunrise
I like to watch the light
play of his hair
see the golden flecks appear
in his galaxy eyes
He likes tea in the evenings