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School to me


Every year is a new beginning

A time to flourish and show skills 

A time for you team to start winning

And doing homework that kills

Where every year reflects on the last

Where everyone has stories to tell

And making friends that will last

With bad grades that hurt like hell

Where you meet you first love 

Gaizing into those beautiful eyes

As if they were an angel from above

So lucious that a man cries 

 

 

 

 

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