T H I R T Y S E V E N

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Pink dawn and sunlight stream,

Morning breeze and empty street,

Cloudy skies on finals week,

Spring cleaning left for the month.

Due dates are chasing our backs,

Dying now seems a good fight,

Early days with late night tasks,

Never stop to wait for us.

Things seems to be a bit disastrous,

But there's none to worry for,

Everything will be just fine,

Moonlight make our nights bright.

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