School struggles


Skies dull where they once where full of life, light had shown through those clouds just months ago.

A year has gone since the light was present, now a dark path is ahead of you.

Dark figures suround you, they attemp to push you to your limit.

Vultures steal from your pockets, you let them in hope for a better future.

You see faint light, the dark road has come to an end, there are hundreds there to congradulate you, a man hands you a paper, your life has begun.




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