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A Student's Life...

I drag my bag to class all day, 
All night I study, awake I stay.
I study for examinations hard,
Just hoping, aspiring, that I will pass.

Project submissions haunt me all night, 
Homework assignments give me a fright!
In school, all I think of is the school bell's clang, 
And then everything in my head goes bang!

Cause "then my heart with pleasure fills", 
And all is well and fine, until - 

I shockingly and abruptly am
Brought back to my senses.
The realisation leaves me stunned, 
Once more I am surrounded by those fences...

That bind me from my freedom
To run around and play,
I'm stuck with all this homework,
I'm missing out on the day!
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