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"Echoes of the Classroom: A Journey Through School Life
One day I'll leave that whitewashed building,
with ecstatic memories embedded in it.
One day I'll abandon my class,
with nostalgia in its every brick.
The stage we embraced,
the teachers we idealized,
the playground I reminisced.
The washrooms and corridors where we created thousands of memories,
Understanding love Triangles and theories.
That table embedded with never end it gossip,
Whispering about millions of topics.
Chits we thought would be the path to our future,
That building made us extraordinary creatures
The mates that never let me fate,
The lunchboxes we trade
Those picnics, those exhilarating bus journeys,
that boring history class ending in eternity.
The playground and that basketball court,
where the game period often feels short.
The music we listened to, the songs we danced
these moments passed so fast.
The annual function dance we performed together,
calling each other crushes as sisters and brothers.
One day I'll leave them all,
to set out for Excellence in life.
because that building taught me to swims,
now it's my chance to dive.

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