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Life as it is


I wake up, same routine. Take a shower, floss in between. Brush my teeth, oh how fresh. There goes my school uniform, an everyday refresh. There she is, standing alone. She looks at me, as i am unknown. School bell rings, time for class. No let's stay for a while, just for today, let's pass. There she goes, no goodbye. Is it because you're in a rush, or just to shy? Til the next morning, i'll see you soon. But this time, don't make me seem like a big buffoon.
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