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Pratikshya Mohanty

Children

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Pratikshya Mohanty

Children

First Day In The School

First Day In The School

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On the first day at the school, 

had to forget. 

Thousands of memories 

gather like an album. 

One side is too excited,

And the other side feels too sad.

For the last four years,

we hold our parent's hands.

And suddenly move to an open world.

Meet with new friends and 

make never gangs.

Hard to wake up in the early morning, 

But forced to wake up and run like an athlete. 


Lunch break has other speciality stores, 

That hide inside that little lunch box.

Delicious food with a tasty smell, 

Attract you towards it,

We all attack the lunch box,

Just collecting honey like bees.

The last period comes and the battery was down,

Wait for the long bell to ring and run back home.


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