THURSDAY
Today I was rejected as being too breezy.
Later in the day, I was rejected for being too conversational and casual.
Today I thought I was told that I was chiasmus, but I was mistaken; still, I was rejected, despite the chiasmus.
Today I was told that ‘most greatest’ isn’t good poetry.
Today I thought that if rejection were music, it would sound like the theme song to Willy Wonka.
Later in the day, I was rejected for being too conversational and casual.
Today I thought I was told that I was chiasmus, but I was mistaken; still, I was rejected, despite the chiasmus.
Today I was told that ‘most greatest’ isn’t good poetry.
Today I thought that if rejection were music, it would sound like the theme song to Willy Wonka.
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