In halls of learning, dreams take flight,
With books in hand, we chase the light.
The path is steep; the nights are long,
But in our hearts, we find the song.
Through stacks of notes and cups of brew,
We toil and strive, we push on through.
Each challenge faced and tear that falls,
Builds strength inside; our spirit calls.
The pressure mounts like waves of sea,
Yet every struggle shapes what will be.
With sleepless nights and minds ablaze,
We carve our futures, ignite our days.
Though roads may twist and turn around,
Each hard step brings the dreams unbound.
For every hour spent in toil,
Sows knowledge deep in humble soil.
When doubts arise, hold your head high,
Let passion soar; let worries fly.
For in the grind, where lessons thrive,
Lies the heart of those who strive.
So hold your dreams like stars above,
With courage, grit, and endless love.
When you arise to face the fight,
The fruits of labor will shine bright.
In the end, it’s more than scores or grades,
It’s wisdom gained and strength that stays.
Trust the journey, embrace the grind,
For success awaits the open mind.
With each small win, take a moment there,
Reflect on struggles, their lessons, the care.
In student life, where hard work blends,
A brighter future is what it sends.

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