A poem I made myself.
I want to be free
And leave the chair behind
I want to stretch my wings
And flying without stopping
Black wings of despair
Cause I long waited for this moment
I can ear the bell ringing
And I stand up with euphoria
After the tremendous scholar year
Comes the Summer for me to enjoy
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