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Like a small seed beginning to sprout from the soil A story of many chapters begins The plot of a life's story cannot spoil As the small, naive child widely grins  
Thinking back to my childhood, Everything was all well and good. Having fun without any worry, But now I'm all in a hurry. I have to study, focus, stay ahead. I don't even have time to sleep in my bed.
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