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We ran through shy-scraper's maze 
Amazed at how they set our pace
Trapped by lack of  space
We butted heads through small door frames
All part of our frantic paper chase to escape the rat race
One day we'd run this concrete jungle
Yet upon broken bricks and faulty foundations we stumbled, tripped and fell cause we couldn't spell
Expanding vocabulary was involuntary still we had a lot to say
School was hell
Conforming to the norms of uniforms made us look socially uninformed
So we let our shirts hang 
And awaited applause
Moved by the prospect of popularity, propelled by our passion for pathetic glory we rose above assembly filled mornings
When failure crashed with brutal force
We were not sorry
Instead - we subjected ourselves to brand new curriculums
'Lokshin Management Module 1'
The jungle was won
By those whose books we burned
They tried to teach us how to learn
They run the concrete jungle
Now we wish we could be there 
Too bad they don't wanna share...

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