In halls where knowledge blooms, a seedling grows,
A tender shoot of peace midst tomes and chalk.
Through corridors of learning, empathy flows,
As minds unlock the power of kind talk.
Yet violence lurks, a shadow in the light,
Its tendrils reach for the fragile stem.
But education stands, a beacon bright,
To nurture understanding's diadem.
Oh, how we tend this garden of...
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