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School starts with sleepy mornings,

Walking in with heavy eyes.

Our teachers talk and clocks move slowly,

But we try our best to stay awake.

Friends make the boring days easier,

We laugh as we pass the time.

Even when each class feels boring,

Being together feels just fine.

Years go by so quickly,

And the end draws ever near.

School feels like more than just lessons,

It’s a place we grew each year.