instruction:
You are given a short poem which is written by a kid. Your task is to predict if the kid is in elementary school or high school. Anyone who is from grade 1st to 6th-grade will be considered as in elementary school, and 7th to 12th-grade kids will be considered as in high school. There are only two possible outputs, i.e., elementary and high. All inputs have at least one output and it cannot have both categories at a time.
question:
two road diverge in a yellow wood a many decide to take the one many others venture on it may be successful it may not but how can one be successful when be confine like a herd without exit i choose the one harder to envision for most undesirable maybe maybe not success come to the person who make the hard right not the easy wrong so a i go on this enormous miraculous journey they call life i will strive for the road le travel by and hopefully that will make all the difference
answer:
high


question:
i look up at the starry sky and make a secret wish on a shooting star that someday i will find my prince i 've be the same old me for all these year and i do n't think i 'll ever change so i want someone who will love me for who i be so every night when i look up at the starry sky i make a secret wish on that shoot star that one day i will find my prince
answer:
high


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i cant tell you what i 'm think you 'll think i 'm crazy i ca n't tell you what i 've be through i do n't need your pity my deep thought and secret be within me who can i tell no one they pass judgment so i keep the pain to myself no one can tell me anything i say what i want and do what i feel i be a woman not a child as long a i breathe no man will overpower me i be through it all and i will not go back i be a lady you will respect me never again will i allow you to hurt me i wish you could see me now see the damage you cause i 'm not god but i give you life your lucky your still breathe after what you do look back now your so pathetic steal from a little girl i guess you could n't be a man and get it it 's not just you it 's many many woman give you life we suffer because of you we let you breathe you take advantage we show remorse well not me never again
answer:

high