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Daniel Tabone Apr 2016
The day is over,
The sweat is dry,
Eyelids won’t open,
I cannot try;

My back is aching,
And my feet burn,
Driving back home,
Look what I earn;

The day is over,
The air is cool,
And I remember,
I still have school;

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— The End —