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Days Of School Left

Seven days ago we laid the foundations
Of a school of cleverness and place;
I replied to their tastes, smiles, attitudes,
So thinking that those of us rich became richer.

Find me capable to fight as a fighter,
Wizards are like helpers who shout
Words that wisely consider grievances,
My fighting days are over, and out.

The schools interrupt the country
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