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The balad of a student

By: AndrewP (School of Computer Science)
Competition Year: 2014
Votes (3) | Comments (4)
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I am leaving my town
Oh, my small snowy town
Where my childhood burned out like a spark.
Now three years without sleep
Are awaiting for me,
To my dorm i return in the dark.

In this small dusty room
Under flickering light
Will i study in silence, and as
Morning birds start to sing
And the sky becomes red
I will be on my way to the class.

Many good helpful friends
I have already met
And they proved to be true and sincere,
I will always help them,
They will not betray me.
All together we fight with no fear.

And when we graduate
We can choose any road
From the galaxies to ocean deep,
With the knowledge we get
We can reach for the stars
But for now I will go get some sleep.
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AndrewP:
It's probably a bad way to start a poem with a mistake in it's name, sorry for that.
AndrewP:
It's probably a bad way to start a poem with a mistake in it's name, sorry for that.
AndrewP:
It's probably a bad way to start a poem with a mistake in it's name, sorry for that.
AndrewP:
And how on earth did I post the same comment 3 times?
 
 
 
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