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Back to School

Back to school, my mind in good mood. My head enroot for good fruits. Back to school, yes I'm back for good. Don't be a fool dear, it's not just a virtual school of paper-books it's a school of the mind, a school of thinking. Oh yes! My own school of thoughts. Every day is schooling, Where you are is your lecture room, Life itself is the best teacher. School closes when we close our eyes, Either in sleep or in SLEEP. Whichever way it closes, It yet continues on the other side. For therein, we shall learn all we had failed, while we were still at school.

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