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Sitting here in Algebra class
Waiting for the time to pass Where evils past, do present meet And the students find defeat In numbers forming endless maze Equations that go on for days Where time does seem to cease its flow Nowhere to run, nowhere to go And when you finally reach the end There is no will to return again Though you fight, they make you come And in that place the mind does numb For there's no way to ease the pain In Algebra class, the student's bane
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