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With a yawn, and a shiver, and want for the warm bed.
Now off I go, to and fro, to school and back, to whence I do not know. Three strikes I called, three and no more hence, verily today I say, I shall find out more or less than I hope. To set the stage, or run away, tis always the consequences that I face. Afternoon, midmorning, or not, the simplest thing it is, yet not.
Now away I say, I hear the break of day, and calls me not to lay, but to e'ermore fly away. So off I go, to and fro, to see my life the show.
Now off I go, to and fro, to school and back, to whence I do not know. Three strikes I called, three and no more hence, verily today I say, I shall find out more or less than I hope. To set the stage, or run away, tis always the consequences that I face. Afternoon, midmorning, or not, the simplest thing it is, yet not.
Now away I say, I hear the break of day, and calls me not to lay, but to e'ermore fly away. So off I go, to and fro, to see my life the show.
