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The school bell rings

Trudging out, my heart is heavy.

Problems seem to envelop me, and

Gossip tries to suffocate me,

Never letting go

Sitting in my room, my parents come to me

I tell them of my woes

How I feel and what I think

A comforting hand outstretched, it wraps around my body

At last I feel peace,

Escaping from my troubles

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