Welcome to the most mediocre poetry class in the land. Our instructors are experienced in the art of mediocrity, and our students are... well, they're here, aren't they?
The sun sets slowy in the west, it's a sight to behold.
The stars come out at night, but only after a long, hard day.
I'm so happy, so sad, so utterly meh.
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