The second we enter the class
We are put in a race
Oh! Solving problems
Which won't stop, but come in random
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Clutching my life's gear
Bubbling all my anxieties clear
He was always with me
Holding my arm n my knee
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The deepest sense in my core
Always throws out a roar
That you are always the best
And so different from the rest
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To the elastic sky blue in color
Reflects the sea, which often turns wild in terror
By the shine that comes through the netted sun beam
Leans out green salt icing the solid dome
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Curtains that surround you in mystery
Often speak to you stating life is a story
Mean it a king or an ace
Life is a journey not a race
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The essence that covered the entire world
Which feels to us so old
The best place for a kid to play
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I was so mean
In the beam of light, i would lean
I couldn't feel the sunshine
I could not even know my life line
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