amanda groaned silently and drop her head down on her desk.At the front of the room,Mr. Dizon droned on,and on,and on,about the World War ||. Someone near her whispered,and there was the rustle of paper. The slow tick of the clock sounded like someone striking an anvil with a hammer. Would this day ever end!
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sawarasenaikimiwa⛓shojonano ✨bökùwâÿariçhiñbįcchīńoosûdàyo
Okey is not a problem for me and my family is not a problem for us to be able for this