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    A collection of Poetry by one Mike Wheeler
    [these are supposed to sound like they were written by an angsty high schooler who thinks everything in the world is a conspiracy against him personally (and he's so real for that 😩)]

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    Ding!

    “Oh, not now.” Nathanial grumbled to himself, watching his monitor flash once, twice, a third time.

    He had set that up months ago so no matter when Marc was on he could talk to him in real time. They had to, he rationalized. France was six hours ahead, the school tablets had all messaging systems blocked, and phones were only allowed out if—well, it was better not to think about what it meant if they could message freely in school.

    They had to talk because together they were going to win the Lune Comic Publishing Contest.

    If Nathaniel could get himself out the door and to the bank—preferably before it closed.

     

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    27 May 2025

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