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Goodbyes are the hardest things...
School School School, What would I do If I could make the rules, I’d probably make the news If I could choose, The tools that I would use If I could run a school, Work and knowledge would fuse
Hallway, Classroom, Desk. The Struggle to pay attention are bearing down on my shoulders. My eyes close He calls my name, I look bewildered because I dont know what to say.
One day.  It's time for you to take a break. Take a seat, and listen up. One day of studying, One day of homework, One day of reviewing, One day of testing,  One day of relaxing.
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