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Monday, September 3, 2012

Nature of our degree life

Evening came along the way,
but no house was yet in sight.
Endless sand in path was laid,
Water in the desert been lost.

Night has arrived a wee bit sooner,
For creatures lay outside their lair.
Darkness grew in shadow of trees,
Hunters went from hunting to hunted.

Dawn was peeping through the sky,
Ocean seemed to regain its colour.
Waves had brought shells from deep,
As Ships continued to be anchored.

Morning sun rose above the top,
Mountains and hills standing tall.
Rocks surrounded all the paths,
Yet a flag flew high above them all.

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