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My Bed

As I lay in this bed
Thoughts flowing through my head

It’s time to get up
Need to pour some water in my cup

I stand up and get dressed
It always makes me stressed

My time to leave is near
My mom speaks but I don’t hear

School is starting
Now me and my bed are departing

The time will fly
As I stare at the sky

My ride arrived
I can’t believe I survived

Finally i’m back
Now it’s time to take a nap

I dream about a sled
While reuniting with my bed

Got to do it again tomorrow
Time for more pain and sorrow




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