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School Day Haze

Early rise

Up with the sun

New clothes lay out

Nervous stomach flipping

Backpacks full

Ready to go

Watching the clock

Another year begun

New routines

Buses to catch

Carpools head out

Morning rush back in place

Busy halls

Classes to find

Subjects to hate

New friendships to be made

Lunch box packed

Searching for friends

Standing alone

Wanting to belong here

Sighed relief

Finished the day

Survived again

To repeat tomorrow

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