brain dead
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Instead of spending time with tech, I’d rather
Take a blissful walk down the street,
Where near the end stands a young tree
Placed there like a living landmark,
Deny the light you are given for it is precious and given without sacrefice. It rises for you daily, untiredly. Again and again it rises for you, yet you deny its wonderful gift.
Alas! morning has come upon us.
upon us, has for us to go to school.
Alas, we await for the our carriage to come.
Alas! we arrive, dreading the stream of boredom to come
