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The morning sun rises in the sky

And I get excited to aim high,

Each day starts with books

And the teachers’ look.

When I enter the school,

I always follow the rules.

The smell of morning air and polished shoes,

Reminds me of what subject to choose.

In the lunch time,

The school bell chimes,

I start munching down bites

And think about what the teacher writes.

Leaving the school

Makes me feel dull,

I wish for another happy day

And go home following my way.