The first bell rings,
A new day begins.
Books in hand,
Eager minds take a stand.
Laughter in the corridor,
Echoes down the floor.
Is this a fish market ?
Our heads, remark it.
We dive into new subjects,
Curiosity peeks and connects.
Every page we turn, mysterious,
Knowing our future is serious.
Friends here and there,
Dreams we share.
From math to art,
Together we chart.
Nervousness creeps in,
When exams begins.
But in the end,
It's just a day in school,
Where every moment helps us rule.
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