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The sun is cheering from behind the windows,

Brushing the windows with light,

Knocking on the doors,

Oh you, still sleeping,

The morning has arrived,

Bright and beautiful,

You are unhearing,

You are unseeing,

Now it is time to be awake,

The city is enchanted,

Tidings and tittle-tattles are sprawling,

It is school time,

A bustling school yard,

The bare-knuckled brawling morning,

Students are gathered in flocks, like birds,

A grotesque scenery from a distance,

The first class siren-call,

Work with notepads and pencils,

Essays and quizzes,

Flirting with books at the library on a late afternoon,

Under pale fluorescent lights skimming and gazing on the page after page,

In search for answers that are hard to come by.