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Apr 2021
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It's a world all mine, I visit all the time...
The Schools that were made to help me learn,  
But it's always the harder way...
So it's never fun,
Then I go on that field there..
I could run, I could play or exercise all day!
For a new episode of fresh mind..
There's a big jungle unbridled and calm...
Second most favourite place of mine,
When I'm there I'm always fine.
Prospering nature out there . .
I keep discovering myself in that fresh air..
My favourite place, that theatre there..
I'm all-rounder if you meet me there..
Retakes and replays of historical stuff..
Tornado of ideas for the futuristic bluff..
Fooling the audience is such a fun game..
All the fame and name I gained...  
I'm building a library beside. ..
Where I'd read,laugh, cry and recite...
Well..The maps to some places are torn or lost,
Trying to find them at any cost..
That doomed graveyard I came across..
In trials of finding the way...
I dig out one of the corpse..
Now look at me sitting there..
Lost and horrified.. As another school is made..
I go around circles in that world of mine..
Never knew I created that
Traumatizing but fine...
How I fail to destroy it at times..
How I wish to stay there all my life..
I shouldn't be there always I know.
But I'm always there, I don't know how..
Oh all these memories in my mind...
It's a different world of mine..
Written by
Rasika Jadhao  19/F
(19/F)   
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