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Bell rings,
School doors burst wide,
The kids surge out,whooping.
Listen to their noise and chatter.
Some race madly round,others stand in knots.
It's the freedom they so enjoy.
All too soon the bell shrills,
Hushed,they file in,
Doors close.
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