Four Walls

Four White walls, 

Brick Walls, 

Cold Brick Walls,

A classroom with four cold white brick walls

We learn in these four white walls

We build relationships in these cold brick walls

We make memories in these white walls

We've grown in these walls. we've transformed  

One day we'll  outgrow our four walls

Open your eyes.

those four white walls meant everything 

 

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