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Logan Bruins

I wake up, get the day started

My brother smells like he just farted

Here we go again, another day of school

It’s so boring it makes me want to drule

I sit in my classes

Staring at some glasses

When school finally ends

I hang with my friends.

The day grows old, My energy is wearing

I lay in bed thinking how school is over bearing

My eyes tend to rest

I flip over and lay on my chest

I am laying down

My eyes are breaking down

I wake up

And repeat the buildup

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