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school stress


School stress.

 

At the beginning of a new term of every start.

Sitting in a chair. Seeing new faces.

Seeing old faces.

Time settles in and months pass bye.

Work is overloaded and time just passes by.

We have tired minds and excuses we say but don’t know why.

Tired nights and early mornings come.

We hand in late passes but assignments are completed.

Hard workers are what we are and that is what it takes to become a star. 

 
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