school
teachers, students, facculty,
we all gather to be consumed in one place,
all a learning process,
the boss makes the rules and the teachers sculpt the minds,
pencils writting,
notesbooks opened,
lectures powered through,
saddness of final exams and grades,
this is the start off a future for each student
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