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Leaving School Days

The best time when you enjoy Most of being alive, Is somewhat gonna be over With the end of your school life. From playschool to primary From primary to high school It's a place where you get And leave behind your childhood. A mysterious fun in attending Those days, we never know Until it strikes our head as memories When everything will go. No more blackboards to stare at No more desks to lie on No more rules to break and No more arguments to do what you want. Although many things have got over But school is not the end. Maybe you'll have a different fun In a new college with new friends. 29 October 2014

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