Every morning when I wake up,
I think what I will do?
Counting days for my new start,
I plan to start my new view.
Every morning when I wake up,
I think what I will pray?
Dreams for my Alma Mater,
I wish almighty for my sake.
All my friends have their ways,
Hustle-Bustle all through days,
When those days will be of mine?
Arduousness with new sunshine.
Past one year was school days,
Ends with sweet memories,
Embark on to new ways,
as Pursuit of Happiness.
a gud work...
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