The eagerness to get a degree waned,
once obtained, employed and retired,
The zealous hearts beat with jazz slowed
and become a vagrant once abandoned and lost,
The foxy thoughts collaboration, annulled,
once what we possess, can't be enjoyed,
The comfort found, under their holy feet sustain
once stripped off clothes to be the dust of a remain.
The whole cake of pain, tears and confusion,
sweetly covered with creams of sugary dreams..
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