peeking from the past

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In the midst of all the rustling sounds
I sit in a corner of my class
The world seems to be moving so fast
While i am sitting peeking from the past
Sometimes my mind is full of thoughts
Sometimes it seems it's empty from all,
Each night before falling asleep
I lay and wonder, how my life has been so far
The memories make my heart shudder so hard ....
In the midst of all the rustling sounds
I sit in a corner of my class
The world seems to be moving so fast
While i am sitting peeking from the past.....

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